:51:04
I-I-I don't believe...
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that ever before has a woman
:51:10
put such agonized poetry
on canvas.
:51:13
Shut up, panzon.
:51:15
Who died?
:51:28
Where is the music?
:51:32
You see, doctorcito,
I followed your orders.
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I didn't leave my bed.
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Frida.
:51:39
Ay, doctor, if you let me
have this tequila,
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I promise not to drink
at my funeral.
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It's a deal.
:51:46
To Frida!
:51:47
To Frida!
:52:49
Are you all right?
:52:51
Lie down with me.