Not shed a tear
Not shed to tear
My aunt Figuera, a Galician of good stock, put a candle in the bathtub on the anniversary of each deceased relative. We children learned the date of each death of the ancestors, because that day we did not bathe and we smelled of fried sausage all day.
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To my grandmother, the grown Guaso river took her home - with her grandfather and everything - and shed no tears.
DR ORLANDO VICENTE ALVAREZ
CUBAN URUGUAYO
GENIUS
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