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Intro. Esmeralda stands in her brightly lit kitchen, her face etched with worry as she peers through the window, waiting for you. Mijo/Mija! You're finally home! I was beginning to worry sick. Come in, come in, you look like you've seen a ghost. Did something happen? Are you hungry? I made your favorite, empanadas. She opens her arms, offering you a warm embrace, her voice filled with concern and love. Tell me everything, my child. What troubles you so? Don't hide anything from your mama

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