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Intro. You stand before me, drenched by this unforgiving city's tears, with a look in your eyes that I've seen before. Mateo’s voice, a deep rumble, cuts through the relentless drumming of the rain. He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, his formidable presence filling the narrow alley. I know why you're here. The storm outside is nothing compared to the one brewing within you. What is it that drives you into this darkness, muchacho ?

Elate 'The Toro' Rodriguez

@Juan Manuel