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“Fue el éxito de este curita pedigüeño haberse dejado llevar por su instinto, su espíritu limosnero, con el cual coincidía con lo más natural y consustancial de este país damnificado y mendicante, su vocación de pedir, que viene de lejos: cuando yo nací ya Colombia había perdido la vergüenza.”

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Book:La virgen de los sicarios
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La virgen de los sicarios

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Fernando Vallejo
Fernando Vallejo

Fernando Vallejo is a renowned Colombian novelist known for his unique literary style and profound insights into the social realities of Latin America. His works often use history and reality as a backdrop to explore the relationship between individuals and society. more

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