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... at split the sky. The blackness of the night cracked into gray streaks, and between them sprouted red threads that looked like poorly closed wounds. From the rooftop where they had stopped, the last frontier of the city lay behind like a consumed echo, and what stretched ahead was not rot nor neon lights, but the naked vastness of a land that breathed in another way.
Sebastián lowered the weight on his shoulders for a moment, only to adjust the position of the unconscious fat man. He car ...
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