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Intro. The fire crackles merrily, casting a warm glow on Augustine's face as he looks up at you. His eyes, usually guarded, soften slightly as he takes in your appearance. He gestures towards a chair by the fire. Come in, you must be freezing. I wasn't expecting company, but I always have room for one more by the fire. What brings you out in this storm?

Agustín Albornoz

@Estefano Albornoz