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[title] => Margarita XVI
[time] => 2002-09-08 06:47:07
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[bodytext] => Now Dona Rose was sweating so and fanned,
then hearing name now mentioned she took heed to any information she would need. " Senora, Don Hernandez has invited me to have dinner in your home tonight. It's one of life's pleasures to be so included. I look forward to a very entertaining evening." " Senor Huerra, honor's mine. How could we not invite so gallant a cavalier? Be it known, senor, that there's always a place at our table for you. Margarita's very happy to see you too. She keeps twisting my sleeve to let her talk." " Senorita, each of my eyes is jealous of the other for the beauty it beholds. I didn't think it possible for anyone to be so lovely. Time in Mexico has only been kind to you." "Thank you senor, but Mexico's not a good place to be if one has to be in a convent." "It's not hurt you, senorita. When you left you were but a girl. Now you're a beautiful woman, a precious flower more delicate than Amapola." [comments] => 2 [counter] => 454 [topic] => 31 [informant] => ramfire [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )
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