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On one side of this broad curve in the straight seaboard of the Republic of Costaguana,in the solemn hush of the deep Golfo Placido as if within an enormous semi-circular andl龙腾小说 unroofed temple open to the ocean, the last spur of the coast range forms an insignificant cape whose name is Punta Mala. From the middle of the gulf the point of the land itself is not visible at all; but the shoulder of a steep hill at the back can be made out faintly like a shadow on the sky.

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