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my sojourn on the Continent of Latin America,ned by the instinct of self-preservation from venturing on a distant and toilsome jourblue feelings杯子ney into a land full of intrigues and revolutions. But it had to be done.
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It took the best part of the yeablue feelings杯子rs 1903-4 to do; with many intervals of renewed hesitation, pack my bag, when I had thought myself to a standstill over the tangled-up affairs of the Republic, figuratively speaking, rush away from Sulaco for a change of air and write a few pages of the “Mirror of the Sea.” But generally, lest I should lose myself in the ever-enlarging vistas opening before me as I progressed deeper in my knowledge of the country. Often, as I’ve said before, also, I would, f,