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... ne less smuggler meant one less man to share the cake—whatever the cake was.The smell of rum and sea salt hung over the table as they laughed, rough voices blending with the clatter of dice and distant waves.
"Before anything, it’s better if we introduce ourselves," said Francisco.
"I’m Domingo. Heard some things about you from friends in Antioquía," said the bookish-looking man.
"Aitor. I’m descended from Basques," said the normal-looking man.
"Adrian. I came fro ...
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