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“Mientras recorríamos las calles de la Ciudad de México recordé cómo eran la primera vez que las vi, la terracería, el polvo; y ahora el drenaje, el alumbrado, los caminos pavimentados, los edificios como carbones negros iluminados por los faroles con electricidad, los templos coloniales; el pasado y el futuro mezclados en un presente incierto. Los faros de acetileno alumbraban el camino. Pasamos una última vez por el Palacio de Gobierno y la Catedral. Me hubiera gustado tener tiempo para cambiarme de ropa.”

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Book:Yo, Díaz
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