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A city rebuilding itself for visitors is too busy with cranes to notice who is lost in it.
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The soul grows the way a garden is watered, first by hard labor and at last by rain that asks nothing of us.
Libro de la vida
Trying to pass as a local, a visitor ends up copying all the small vices locals no longer see.
Sin noticias de Gurb
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