Reminiscences of Spain | The Anarchist Library

We just finished and regard each other silently for a while with vacant woolgathering eyes. It’s not an embarrassing silence. It’s just as if we intuitively agreed to dream for a few moments. I call them to attention with a question, and they all start talking at once.
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