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The sun goes down over San Juan and the street noise fades. Then, from the trees, the gardens and the leaves just outside your window, a soft two-note song starts up: co-quí, co-quí. By the time the stars are out, it sounds like the whole island is singing.
That’s the coquí. If you ask anyone in Puerto Rico, they’ll tell you it’s much more than a little frog.
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