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Submitted to Contest #163
When he opened his eyes, he felt as if he had ascended to heaven.This was some sort of cosmic irony, for as soon as Juan Del Toro had shaken off the crustiness of sleep and grasped the whole picture, he discovered that he had been murdered by his wife, Eleanora De Soledad, who had slit his throat with the same razor she used to shave his beard.As he gazed at the image of his wife, lying in bed next to his earthly body, dressed in a white satin sleep, the ends of which were stained with his blood; He became filled with a wave of burning anger...
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