Italo Calvino

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    quot;; she called.

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    quot;s up ?quot; she asked, and began laughing again.

    quot;Dyou  to see somet;

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    quot;Somet;

    quot;tell me ;

    quot;Ill give you it. Ill give you somet;

    quot;But Ive to ;

    quot;Do you  it or dont you? Come on, no;

    quot;ait a second,quot; said Maria-nunziata, and s the window.

    tcill tering turtiums.

    quot;; said Maria-nunziata.

    Maria-nunziata seemed taller ty to  stle face looked like a cs mass of black curls, and oo, t hers or she herself said.

    quot;; said t was dark brown; perhaps because he was always half naked, as now,

    quot;s your name ?quot; asked Maria-nunziata.

    quot;Libereso,quot; said the gardeners boy.

    Mafia-nunziata lauged: quot;Libereso... Libereso ... ;

    quot;Its a name in Esperanto,quot; ;In Esperanto it means liberty. quot;

    quot;Esperanto,quot; said Maria-nunziata. quot;Are you Esperanto?quot;

    quot;Esperantos a language,quot;explained Libereso.