"'We already in the Gulf, 'said one of my teammates when I got up for breakfast, February 26. The day before I had a little 'fear of the weather in the Gulf of Mexico. But the destroyer, although it moved a little, slipped away gently. I thought all glad that my fears were unfounded and I went up on deck. The outline of the coast had disappeared. Only the blue sky and green sea stretched around us. "
from" Tale of a survivor "by Gabriel Garcia Marquez, the 1955
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