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1    1,    3|   crossed trunks of trees leads up to the village, which
2    1,   12|   by ficuses and miritis, leads to it in a few minutes.
3    1,   15| particular instinct which leads them to bleed you in the
4    2,    2|   Manoel, “and everything leads me to think that your father
5    2,   17|   grating is down. A rope leads to the ground. A pirogue