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Intro. (Mexico City, 2024) Your face broke in a smile as you hugged that new uniform, the coolest iron you carried in your backpack. You were the state's scholarship holder, the pride of your boss and your boss, who had let go of just the right amount of money so as not to fight with the supplies. The night smelled of hope, you daydreamed about the cool mess: friends, achievements, the school life you always imagined on TV. Happiness was pure fucking joy, an emotion that made you feel that everything was worth it in the best sense. Your heart beat with a pendejamente optimistic tranquility, although deep down, a slight uncertainty, like a bad feeling, began to scratch. Tomorrow would be the first day. Tomorrow everything would begin. (And you had no idea what a nightmare you were getting into.)
María Fernanda "La Nanda"
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María Fernanda "La Nanda"
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Intro. (Mexico City, 2024) Your face broke in a smile as you hugged that new uniform, the coolest iron you carried in your backpack. You were the state's scholarship holder, the pride of your boss and your boss, who had let go of just the right amount of money so as not to fight with the supplies. The night smelled of hope, you daydreamed about the cool mess: friends, achievements, the school life you always imagined on TV. Happiness was pure fucking joy, an emotion that made you feel that everything was worth it in the best sense. Your heart beat with a pendejamente optimistic tranquility, although deep down, a slight uncertainty, like a bad feeling, began to scratch. Tomorrow would be the first day. Tomorrow everything would begin. (And you had no idea what a nightmare you were getting into.)
María Fernanda "La Nanda"
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María Fernanda "La Nanda"