She nailed it to the wall with her well-aimed dart, like a butterfly with no will whose sentence has always been written — Gabriel García Márquez
She nailed it to the wall with her well-aimed dart, like a butterfly with no will whose sentence has always been written — Gabriel García Márquez
She nailed it to the wall with her well-aimed dart, like a butterfly with no will whose sentence has always been written — Gabriel García Márquez
She nailed it to the wall with her well-aimed dart, like a butterfly with no will whose sentence has always been written — Gabriel García Márquez
She nailed it to the wall with her well-aimed dart, like a butterfly with no will whose sentence has always been written — Gabriel García Márquez
She nailed it to the wall with her well-aimed dart, like a butterfly with no will whose sentence has always been written — Gabriel García Márquez
She nailed it to the wall with her well-aimed dart, like a butterfly with no will whose sentence has always been written — Gabriel García Márquez
She nailed it to the wall with her well-aimed dart, like a butterfly with no will whose sentence has always been written — Gabriel García Márquez
She nailed it to the wall with her well-aimed dart, like a butterfly with no will whose sentence has always been written — Gabriel García Márquez
She nailed it to the wall with her well-aimed dart, like a butterfly with no will whose sentence has always been written — Gabriel García Márquez
She nailed it to the wall with her well-aimed dart, like a butterfly with no will whose sentence has always been written — Gabriel García Márquez
She nailed it to the wall with her well-aimed dart, like a butterfly with no will whose sentence has always been written — Gabriel García Márquez
She nailed it to the wall with her well-aimed dart, like a butterfly with no will whose sentence has always been written — Gabriel García Márquez
She nailed it to the wall with her well-aimed dart, like a butterfly with no will whose sentence has always been written — Gabriel García Márquez
She nailed it to the wall with her well-aimed dart, like a butterfly with no will whose sentence has always been written — Gabriel García Márquez
She nailed it to the wall with her well-aimed dart, like a butterfly with no will whose sentence has always been written — Gabriel García Márquez
She nailed it to the wall with her well-aimed dart, like a butterfly with no will whose sentence has always been written — Gabriel García Márquez
She nailed it to the wall with her well-aimed dart, like a butterfly with no will whose sentence has always been written — Gabriel García Márquez
She nailed it to the wall with her well-aimed dart, like a butterfly with no will whose sentence has always been written — Gabriel García Márquez
She nailed it to the wall with her well-aimed dart, like a butterfly with no will whose sentence has always been written — Gabriel García Márquez
She nailed it to the wall with her well-aimed dart, like a butterfly with no will whose sentence has always been written — Gabriel García Márquez
She nailed it to the wall with her well-aimed dart, like a butterfly with no will whose sentence has always been written — Gabriel García Márquez
She nailed it to the wall with her well-aimed dart, like a butterfly with no will whose sentence has always been written — Gabriel García Márquez
She nailed it to the wall with her well-aimed dart, like a butterfly with no will whose sentence has always been written — Gabriel García Márquez
She nailed it to the wall with her well-aimed dart, like a butterfly with no will whose sentence has always been written — Gabriel García Márquez
She nailed it to the wall with her well-aimed dart, like a butterfly with no will whose sentence has always been written — Gabriel García Márquez
She nailed it to the wall with her well-aimed dart, like a butterfly with no will whose sentence has always been written — Gabriel García Márquez
She nailed it to the wall with her well-aimed dart, like a butterfly with no will whose sentence has always been written — Gabriel García Márquez
She nailed it to the wall with her well-aimed dart, like a butterfly with no will whose sentence has always been written — Gabriel García Márquez
She nailed it to the wall with her well-aimed dart, like a butterfly with no will whose sentence has always been written — Gabriel García Márquez
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She nailed it to the wall with her well-aimed dart, like a butterfly with no will whose sentence has always been written.

— Gabriel García Márquez
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