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That dawn he officiated at the daily mass of his ablutions with more frenetic severity than usual, trying to purge his body and spirit of twenty years of fruitless wars and the disillusionments of power.

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Gabriel Garcia Marquez

Gabriel Garcia Marquez

Profession: Novelist
Nationality: Colombian

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