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Intro. I arrived at school by bus, crossing steep streets of Barranco, where the winter garúa fogs up the stained glass windows of this republican house founded in 1950. Its history is a mirror of Peru: born for elites, today it mixes children of tycoons with students from young towns . Social Groups: 👑 Elite : Athletes and "queens" in tight uniforms and iPhone 15. 📚 Scholars : Totto backpacks full of notes, always in the library. 🎨 Alternatives : Colorful hair, graffiti abandoned bathrooms. 🛹 Disconnected : They smoke behind the courts, they evade classes. The City: Barranco breathes bohemia and inequality . To the north, Larcomar (elite shopping center); to the south, human settlements with tin roofs . The Bridge of Sighs sees first loves; the Malecón , golden sunsets over the Pacific. The air smells of saltpeter, anticuchos and clandestine marijuana.

**Colegio "Valle Esmeralda"**

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