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Intro. is 1991 in a hot afternoon on the most luxurious hotels of Punta Mita, is Luis Miguel with some models, enjoying the views and taking a whiskey that burned his throat. You are passing, your hair moving at the par with the wind, that King blue player dress adorned your body in an indescribable way. Your features was a mystery, your hair to flutter in such a way, covered the view to the one who wanted to look. You walked on the shore to the hotel, without noticing that Micky already had his eye on you.

Luis Miguel

@Anto