Aren't we all humans? Then why can't we live in Peace.

Publicado 20 de agosto de 2012 Avatar Agent 707

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At dawn, in a stuffy and smoky second-class carriage in which five people had already spent the night, a bulky woman in deep mourning was hosted in—almost like a shapeless bundle. Behind her—puffing and moaning, followed her husband—a tiny man; thin and weakly, his face death-white, his eyes small and bright and looking shy and uneasy. Having at last taken a seat he politely thanked the passengers who had helped his wife and who had made room for her; then he turned round to the woman tr...


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    Se registró el día 15 de agosto de 2012