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... ssible not to recognize it, given the presence that stood out like a beacon amidst the throng. Draped in a coat slung casually over one shoulder and puffing on a pipe, the woman exhaled long streams of smoke with every breath, like a scene from an old black-and-white film. I couldn’t help but feel a slight sense of admiration.
As she stared at the train, the woman suddenly waved at me with a wide grin. Her red eyes curved mischievously. I knew her very well, after all—
“Lucita!” ...
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