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Unformatted text preview: Why not? said the American. Arent you here to sell your onions? No, replied the Indian. I am here to live my life. I love this market place. I love the crowds and the red serapes. I love the sunlight and the waving palmettos. I love to have Pedro and Luis come by and say: Buenos D ias, and light cigarettes and talk about the babies and the crops. I love to see my friends. That is my life. For that I sit here all day and sell my twenty strings of onions. But if I sell all my onions to one customer, then is my day ended. I have lost my life that I love and that I will not do. From, The Gospel of the Red Man An Indian Bible (Stories compiled by Ernest and Julia Seton)...
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- Spring '08