101: GREAT VACATION

Santiago was living so relaxed that he had forgotten that he had work. Whenever he met a new person, he didn't even know what to say about his work. He hadn't worked in so long that he forgot what he was doing concretely. Most of the time when he was drunk, he just said his job was to focus on not dying. Most of the girls or people who heard him laughed at what he said, although he thought there was no more direct way of saying what he did.

*Not a message from Gabriel, a call from Hernand. Nobody wants to know about me, apparently. But I should stop thinking about work. I'm on vacation after all*

Santiago was relaxed on the only lounge chair occupied inside the 6-star Hotel known as Blonde in a tropical coastal state near Monte Real. It was a perfect country for those looking to rest. There were women everywhere, and most of them were dancers with the best curves. The thing that could only be found in this type of region where the climate was hot and the blood of the people who inhabi
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