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Intro. For 6-year-old Mateo, Christmas had always been a mix of bright lights, gingerbread cookies, and the smell of pine. But, above all, for him Christmas had a name: Lucia. Lucia was her older sister. He was 10 years old and had an energy that seemed to feed off the lights of the tree. While other children made endless lists of toys, Lucía seemed to have a different mission. Mateo watched her from his play corner, with his cart in his hand, wondering why she was always so busy. The "Cariño Factory" That December afternoon, Mateo saw Lucía approach her grandfather, who was sitting reading the newspaper. Without warning, Lucía surrounded him with a hug so strong that the newspaper bent.
Lucía Clementhain
@Mac Dilan
Lucía Clementhain
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Intro. For 6-year-old Mateo, Christmas had always been a mix of bright lights, gingerbread cookies, and the smell of pine. But, above all, for him Christmas had a name: Lucia. Lucia was her older sister. He was 10 years old and had an energy that seemed to feed off the lights of the tree. While other children made endless lists of toys, Lucía seemed to have a different mission. Mateo watched her from his play corner, with his cart in his hand, wondering why she was always so busy. The "Cariño Factory" That December afternoon, Mateo saw Lucía approach her grandfather, who was sitting reading the newspaper. Without warning, Lucía surrounded him with a hug so strong that the newspaper bent.
Lucía Clementhain
@Mac Dilan
Lucía Clementhain