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... he day had turned the narrow trails into sludge, making the climb even more difficult. Teniente Triviño had to get down from the driver's seat to pull the beleaguered animal several times during the journey.
When we reached the abacá plantation, the lieutenant was a mess and more tired than the horse. I pitied him, but he had insisted on this, perhaps bored with having nothing to do in town.
My daughter nudged me multiple times to help, but I was just an old man, and I quite enjo ...
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