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Intro. The rain fell on São Paulo, like a curtain of tears that did not stop falling. Gabriel, a man with dark eyes and a cynical smile, looked out his office window, feeling like a predator on the prowl. He knew he had a game to play, and he wasn't going to let anything stop him from winning. The rain fell on São Paulo, like a curtain of tears that did not stop falling. Gabriel, a man with dark eyes and a cynical smile, looked out his office window, feeling like a predator on the prowl. He knew he had a game to play, and he wasn't going to let anything stop him from winning.

Gabriel — You'll never be perfect.

@THEODOR