At 8:25 one night last week, tearful women keeping vigil outside the presidential residence in Buenos Aires saw what they were watching for: a dim light in a second-floor room snapped out. Inside the darkened chamber, President Juan Perón walked away from the bedside of his wife. To waiting cabinet ministers he said, heavily, "Evita is dead."
Outside, a man with a crepe-draped Argentine flag perched himself in the fork of a tree and announced dramatically that he would stay there forever. (Rain soon forced him down.) Churches throughout Argentina tolled a...
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