a man was on his way to the gallows when he met another, who asked him: where are you going, my friend? and the condemne — José Saramago, The Year of the Death of Ricardo Reis
a man was on his way to the gallows when he met another, who asked him: where are you going, my friend? and the condemne — José Saramago, The Year of the Death of Ricardo Reis
a man was on his way to the gallows when he met another, who asked him: where are you going, my friend? and the condemne — José Saramago, The Year of the Death of Ricardo Reis
a man was on his way to the gallows when he met another, who asked him: where are you going, my friend? and the condemne — José Saramago, The Year of the Death of Ricardo Reis
a man was on his way to the gallows when he met another, who asked him: where are you going, my friend? and the condemne — José Saramago, The Year of the Death of Ricardo Reis
a man was on his way to the gallows when he met another, who asked him: where are you going, my friend? and the condemne — José Saramago, The Year of the Death of Ricardo Reis
a man was on his way to the gallows when he met another, who asked him: where are you going, my friend? and the condemne — José Saramago, The Year of the Death of Ricardo Reis
a man was on his way to the gallows when he met another, who asked him: where are you going, my friend? and the condemne — José Saramago, The Year of the Death of Ricardo Reis
a man was on his way to the gallows when he met another, who asked him: where are you going, my friend? and the condemne — José Saramago, The Year of the Death of Ricardo Reis
a man was on his way to the gallows when he met another, who asked him: where are you going, my friend? and the condemne — José Saramago, The Year of the Death of Ricardo Reis
a man was on his way to the gallows when he met another, who asked him: where are you going, my friend? and the condemne — José Saramago, The Year of the Death of Ricardo Reis
a man was on his way to the gallows when he met another, who asked him: where are you going, my friend? and the condemne — José Saramago, The Year of the Death of Ricardo Reis
a man was on his way to the gallows when he met another, who asked him: where are you going, my friend? and the condemne — José Saramago, The Year of the Death of Ricardo Reis
a man was on his way to the gallows when he met another, who asked him: where are you going, my friend? and the condemne — José Saramago, The Year of the Death of Ricardo Reis
a man was on his way to the gallows when he met another, who asked him: where are you going, my friend? and the condemne — José Saramago, The Year of the Death of Ricardo Reis
a man was on his way to the gallows when he met another, who asked him: where are you going, my friend? and the condemne — José Saramago, The Year of the Death of Ricardo Reis
a man was on his way to the gallows when he met another, who asked him: where are you going, my friend? and the condemne — José Saramago, The Year of the Death of Ricardo Reis
a man was on his way to the gallows when he met another, who asked him: where are you going, my friend? and the condemne — José Saramago, The Year of the Death of Ricardo Reis
a man was on his way to the gallows when he met another, who asked him: where are you going, my friend? and the condemne — José Saramago, The Year of the Death of Ricardo Reis
a man was on his way to the gallows when he met another, who asked him: where are you going, my friend? and the condemne — José Saramago, The Year of the Death of Ricardo Reis
a man was on his way to the gallows when he met another, who asked him: where are you going, my friend? and the condemne — José Saramago, The Year of the Death of Ricardo Reis
a man was on his way to the gallows when he met another, who asked him: where are you going, my friend? and the condemne — José Saramago, The Year of the Death of Ricardo Reis
a man was on his way to the gallows when he met another, who asked him: where are you going, my friend? and the condemne — José Saramago, The Year of the Death of Ricardo Reis
a man was on his way to the gallows when he met another, who asked him: where are you going, my friend? and the condemne — José Saramago, The Year of the Death of Ricardo Reis
a man was on his way to the gallows when he met another, who asked him: where are you going, my friend? and the condemne — José Saramago, The Year of the Death of Ricardo Reis
a man was on his way to the gallows when he met another, who asked him: where are you going, my friend? and the condemne — José Saramago, The Year of the Death of Ricardo Reis
a man was on his way to the gallows when he met another, who asked him: where are you going, my friend? and the condemne — José Saramago, The Year of the Death of Ricardo Reis
a man was on his way to the gallows when he met another, who asked him: where are you going, my friend? and the condemne — José Saramago, The Year of the Death of Ricardo Reis
a man was on his way to the gallows when he met another, who asked him: where are you going, my friend? and the condemne — José Saramago, The Year of the Death of Ricardo Reis
a man was on his way to the gallows when he met another, who asked him: where are you going, my friend? and the condemne — José Saramago, The Year of the Death of Ricardo Reis
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a man was on his way to the gallows when he met another, who asked him: where are you going, my friend? and the condemned man replied: i'm not going anywhere. they're taking me by force.

— José Saramago, The Year of the Death of Ricardo Reis
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