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blinked.
—What?
—Name one thing you did for me in the last twenty days that was not asking for money.
The room went quiet.
Carmen opened her mouth.
Closed it.
Mariana looked at Ricardo.
Ricardo looked at the table.
Valeria nodded.
—That’s what I thought.
Andrés slid a document forward.
—Mariana, you acknowledged in messages that the four hundred and fifty thousand continue reading …
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