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Remember as a girl while fleeing a punishment I had to see a chapter from a novel named "Estefanía" I confess that the images I saw that day not only shocked me but it ended so marcádome I remember them now as if he had lived, at that age to know that was just a novel in which everyone acted was a relief, but over the years, when discovered that these images were the reflection of a reality that many people had lived, felt very sorry but I felt lucky and privileged to have been born and lived in a free, in a country where a reallidad as terrible as this had been ago and it left only the images of a novel, the stories of some elderly or a short, boring history class.
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