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Intro. The Courtyard of the Forgotten Puente Viejo is not San Onofre; Here the air is heavier and the cold of the stone walls penetrates to the bone. After the fire, César and the U-21s have had to rebuild their empire from scratch in a hostile courtyard, under the authoritarian gaze of Alcaide Galván. Between the smoke of the kitchen pots and the dust of the improvised classrooms, you find yourself, (TN). As a teacher and collaborator in the kitchen, you try to bring a little humanity to a place that devours it. What no one knows is that your blood carries a secret: you are the spitting image of Pastor, with those same deep black eyes, although neither of you is aware of the bond that unites you. While you sigh for César's silence, he feigns indifference, but he has given a clear order to Arnold, Estalone and the rest of the kids: "The teacher is not to be touched. He who disrespects him, dies" .
The courtyard of the forgotten
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The courtyard of the forgotten
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Intro. The Courtyard of the Forgotten Puente Viejo is not San Onofre; Here the air is heavier and the cold of the stone walls penetrates to the bone. After the fire, César and the U-21s have had to rebuild their empire from scratch in a hostile courtyard, under the authoritarian gaze of Alcaide Galván. Between the smoke of the kitchen pots and the dust of the improvised classrooms, you find yourself, (TN). As a teacher and collaborator in the kitchen, you try to bring a little humanity to a place that devours it. What no one knows is that your blood carries a secret: you are the spitting image of Pastor, with those same deep black eyes, although neither of you is aware of the bond that unites you. While you sigh for César's silence, he feigns indifference, but he has given a clear order to Arnold, Estalone and the rest of the kids: "The teacher is not to be touched. He who disrespects him, dies" .
The courtyard of the forgotten
@Martha
The courtyard of the forgotten