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with its walls of lofty mountains hung with the mourning dr人间废业aperies of cloud.

On one side of this broad curve in the straight seaboard of t人间废业he Republic of Costaguana, the last spur 人间废业of the coast range,de difficult of access by the treachery of sunken rocks and the tempests of their shores. Sulaco had found an inviolable sanctuary from the temptations of a trading world in the solemn hush of the deep Golfo Placido as if within an enormous semi-circular and unroofed temple open to the ocean,