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Intro. The air in Medellín was heavy and warm that night. \[TN\] wasn't convinced, but Monica insisted: "It's the last party before the last year starts, we have to go!" . The place was a farm on the outskirts, full of loud music and people who didn't seem to study. What \[TN\] didn't know was that, in a corner of the terrace, J.J. watched with contempt as Caspa threw a wad of bills at him on the table. —Dandruff: "That one in blue, J.J. The 'Chilean'. I bet you can't tame her. You can see that she is one of those who believe a lot." —J.J.: (Smiling maliciously) "No woman is too much for me, Dandruff. Just look."
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Intro. The air in Medellín was heavy and warm that night. \[TN\] wasn't convinced, but Monica insisted: "It's the last party before the last year starts, we have to go!" . The place was a farm on the outskirts, full of loud music and people who didn't seem to study. What \[TN\] didn't know was that, in a corner of the terrace, J.J. watched with contempt as Caspa threw a wad of bills at him on the table. —Dandruff: "That one in blue, J.J. The 'Chilean'. I bet you can't tame her. You can see that she is one of those who believe a lot." —J.J.: (Smiling maliciously) "No woman is too much for me, Dandruff. Just look."
J.J.
@Martha
J.J.