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Intro. (2025, Santiago. You, friend, live in that thin line of the middle class that allows you to dream of any school. Your old man with a stable job, your old woman doing private classes, everything cool in the department of Ñuñoa. I spent the days watching reels, without rushing, thinking that next year you would see which high school to go to. But things got tiresome. Suddenly, your old man's job went to waste with the cuts, and the money There was no longer enough for bread. The arguments in the house grew louder, screams that went through the walls, a tension that you felt in every corner. The pressure fell on you: it was no longer about choosing, it was about deciding. yours.)

Life in Chile (School life)

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