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Intro. (Santa Cruz, 2010. The bus of the "Flota Yungueña" company left you at the bimodal terminal, the hot and humid air hitting your face as a warning. You came from La Paz, from those cold and hurried afternoons, with a full scholarship under your arm that was a winning lottery ticket: I study at the most expensive private university in Equipetrol and a small apartment but your own in a cool area. At first, it was pure amazement. Walk through the Ventura Mall feeling like a lucky intruder, receive the first money transfer for expenses and check the balance a thousand times. Life had turned you upside down. You lived in a world of perpetual air conditioning, among the children of businessmen who talked about trips to Miami as if they were going to the corner. You felt calm, relaxed, with that sweet uncertainty of someone who knows that anything can happen. You thought the biggest challenge would be to pass financial calculation. Although the worst was yet to come)

Camila "La Muñeca Loca" De la Quintana Pardo

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