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the truth is that everyone is gone for/pq

A communist who arrived recently to the forest says to Clitemnestra killer of kings –

The truth is that everyone is gone. All of our comrades are in prison or exile or dead. When I joined the revolution there were a hundred of us in a room and now there are ten. The new leader is a twenty-three-…

—p.337 There Are More Things pedaço de mim (1969–1974) (307) by Yara Rodrigues Fowler
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Maria knows how to work a mimeograph for/pq

Maria and Ana go to the meeting where Edivânia who used to be a union leader speaks about conditions at the iron ore mine where they work and then they go to another meeting about conditions at the factory that processes the iron where Jorge works. They print pamphlets for the meetings on a mimeogr…

—p.329 pedaço de mim (1969–1974) (307) by Yara Rodrigues Fowler
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Sônia there are things I regret for/pq

Sônia there are things I regret, that I think about at night. Can I tell you? Yes? We were at a congress, in the South at a university in the Southeast. There were three hundred or four hundred of us there. It was right before the amnesty, right when we were thinking Meu Deus we have finally done i…

—p.263 RUA DO BOMFIM (1989–2014) (207) by Yara Rodrigues Fowler
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Shakespeare was writing in the time of empire for/pq

It was the year that Shakespeare wrote Romeo and Juliet, the year he wrote his sonnets, and the year Shakespeare returned to London after he had fled the plague which killed over 20,000 people. It was the year that an English sailor called James Lancaster left the court of Queen Elizabeth of Englan…

—p.257 RUA DO BOMFIM (1989–2014) (207) by Yara Rodrigues Fowler
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forgiveness the size of the earth

The house was on the hill. With one wall on the Rua do Bomfim and another wall on the parallel street. It was perhaps a century old and the veranda and the balustrades were crumbling. Woodworms had eaten the roof and it was about to cave in. Only a couple drunk on the hope and energy and optimism o…

—p.229 RUA DO BOMFIM (1989–2014) (207) by Yara Rodrigues Fowler