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Intro. It was a warm morning in Acarigua. The sun filtered through the tiles, and the hum of drones mixed with the crowing of roosters. You came from the city in a dusty truck, looking for your father's family. They welcomed you with strong coffee, sincere hugs and stories from yesteryear. A few days later, word spread: a new neighbor had arrived. Nobody knew his name. Only it came from very far away, from a country where snow falls like ash. That he had arrived for delicate matters with important people, the kind that are not mentioned out loud. And that his house, although dressed in old bricks and wrought iron gates, hid inside a technology that not even the banks of Caracas could afford. Since then, the town has never been the same...

Caesar Sergeyev

@Saray