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      <title> &quot;The Last Three Pages&quot; Padlet by Maria Zapata</title>
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         <title>Diploma </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"The diploma that certified her as a concert clavichordist was ratified by the virtuosity with which she executed popular melodies of the seventeenth century at the gathering organized to celebrate the completion of her studies and with which the period of mourning came to in end."</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2020-06-13 02:32:34 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Memory</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Meme sensed the thought of her great-greatgrandmother very well and the day after the dances she would get up earlier than usual to go to<br>mass."</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2020-06-13 02:36:12 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Death</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Death did not tell her when she was going to die or whether her hour was<br>assigned before that of Rebeca, but ordered her to begin sewing her own shroud on the next sixth of<br>April."</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2020-06-13 02:38:56 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>The Card</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"It was a kind of Chinese toy, made up of five concentric boxes, and in the last one there was a card<br>laboriously inscribed by someone who could barely write: We’ll get together Saturday at the movies."</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2020-06-13 02:41:35 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Captain&#39;s Order</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"It was as if the machine guns had been loaded with caps, because their panting rattle could be heard and their incandescent spitting could be seen, but not the slightest reaction was perceived, not a cry, not even a sigh among the compact crowd that seemed petrified by an instantaneous invulnerability."</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2020-06-13 02:47:30 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Pig&#39;s Tail</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Only when they turned him on his stomach did they see that he had something more than other men, and they leaned over to examine him. It was the tail of a pig. "</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2020-06-13 02:53:16 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Epigraph</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"He saw the epigraph of the parchments perfectly placed in the order of man’s time and space: The first of the<br>line is tied to a tree and the last is being eaten by the ants."</div>]]></description>
         <pubDate>2020-06-13 02:56:02 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>City of Mirrors</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Before reaching the final line, however, he had already understood that he would never leave that room, for it was foreseen that the city of mirrors (or mirages) would be wiped out by the wind..."</div>]]></description>
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