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He opened a new document. He typed: Lucía Martín Sánchez. 15 de abril, 2014. The day she’d first brought home that same workbook. He remembered the orange juice stain on the cover, the broken pencil lead in the binding. Then he added, in a smaller font: Pero
The Google search bar was the only window Abuelo had left to the world. Then he added