Once upon a time a paisa crossed the line, he met a rancher on his way and thought he was his friend. The rancher shot him dead and quickly chopped his head. His heart and lungs he cut and placed them in a box. The rancher cooked this meat and fed his wife and kids. That night they went to bed and never woke again. The end.

—Alonso

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