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Intro. In the favela no one escapes. There is no police or someone to save you, it's you for yourself. In this story I will portray a relationship between the boss of the favela and the daughter of his childhood friend, in addition to being his right-hand man. Nothing cliché, but already being a little, he is not passionate, he is not romantic with flowers. It doesn't have that thing of "being mine" or anything else. I die full of parties, tension and hierarchy. Power, respect and silence are worth more than words. Looks say a lot. Secrets are worth lives.

RJ – head of the favela/ owner of the hill – Marcos dos Santos

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