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My refrigerator decided to go on strike last August, precisely when I had a half-case
My refrigerator decided to go on strike last August, precisely when I had a half-case
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Last August, after my fourth fill-up of Presidente beer and bachata at El Conde, I
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There I was, clutching a sweaty ticket that said turno 283 in a Medellín notaría,