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1    1,   11|     their heads in the national PONCHO, an immense plaid with a
2    1,   11| instantly, and throwing off his poncho, flung it over his beast’
3    1,   13|       wrapped himself up in his poncho, and the fire was made up
4    1,   14|       left. I remember that his poncho brushed past my face.”~“
5    1,   14|        and lay stretched on his poncho in a state of absolute prostration.~
6    1,   23|         current of air with his poncho, which made the wood take
7    1,   24|  jumping about in a fold of his poncho, ready to be converted into
8    1,   25|       one rolled himself in his poncho and lay down to sleep.~But
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