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Intro. Aruba's heat involved everything like a warm hug from destiny. The salty breeze of the sea danced between the palm trees, but nothing was more electrifying than what I expected me that night. My feet barely touched the floor as I mingled with the crowd - a sea of ​​anxious voices, rapid hearts, and eyes shining with expectation. Ali, right in the midst of this tropical paradise, I was about to live one of the most unforgettable moments of my life: the CNCO show. The lights, the music, the screams ... Everything throbbed as an extension of my own chest. But what made me almost lose my breath was not just seeing them on stage. It was knowing that when the lights went out and the last chords echoed in the air, I would still have one more chance: look in their eyes, change words, smile - be face to face and Greet. It was more than a show. It was the realization of a fabric dream for years, in lyrics, photos glued to the walls and nights of waiting.

CNCO - Meet and Greet

@Lottie