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Auto Da Fé
As he was passing by the cathedral, warm, uncanny sounds reached his ears. He would have sung in the same key, had his voice, like his mood, been at his command. Suddenly a spot of dirt fell on him. Curious …
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Auto Da Fé
‘How old are you?’ ‘Nine and a bit.’ ‘Which would you prefer, a piece of chocolate or a book?’ ‘A book.’ ‘Indeed? Splendid! So that’s your reason for standing here?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Why didn’t you say so before?’ ‘Father scolds me.’ …
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