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On a main road , in a grocer's shop open to the street , I ring from a vivid red public telephone . The owner , a wrinkled old man , helps me to contact another hostel . After ten minutes of confusion I hear an English - speaking voice ...
On a main road , in a grocer's shop open to the street , I ring from a vivid red public telephone . The owner , a wrinkled old man , helps me to contact another hostel . After ten minutes of confusion I hear an English - speaking voice ...
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And there was that man standing beside the road . He was dressed in his best black suiting and his long black overcoat , and his black felt hat stood high upon his head . It was obvious that it was his intention to attend some function ...
And there was that man standing beside the road . He was dressed in his best black suiting and his long black overcoat , and his black felt hat stood high upon his head . It was obvious that it was his intention to attend some function ...
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We had joined the great road which links Alaska with Panama and which one day will reach the toe of South America . The first few miles , part jungle , part farmland , broken by little conical hills and an occasional mud shack or road ...
We had joined the great road which links Alaska with Panama and which one day will reach the toe of South America . The first few miles , part jungle , part farmland , broken by little conical hills and an occasional mud shack or road ...
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