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In this world of ours, a world of powerful centers and subjugated outposts, there is no wealth that must not be held in some suspicion.

Eduardo Galeano

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Eduardo Galeano
Age: 74 †
Born: 1940
Born: September 3
Died: 2015
Died: April 13
Journalist
Poet
Writer
Eduardo Hughes Galeano
Eduardo Germán María Hughes Galeano
Eduardo German Maria Hughes Galeano
Subjugated
Centers
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Wealth
Powerful
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Outposts

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