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THE NEWS WEâVE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR WITH OUR HEARTS ON THROTTLE! THAT DAMN âSEE MOREâ THAT FROZEN YOUR BLOOD ON YOUR PHONE FINALLY REVEALS ITS SECRET: THE TIMEâS UP FOR THE COUNTRYâS MOST WANTED MONSTERS!
Whatâs up, my dear people! My crew from Mexico City, the north, the BajĂo, and every corner of our Mexico, so battered but always standing tall!
It probably happened to you just a few minutes ago too. You were there, at work slacking off, on public transport watching your wallet, or grabbing a taco from a street vendor, when your cell phone vibrated with that intensity that only announces two things: either Coppel is looking for you, or all hell has broken loose.
Oh my! Admit it, pal! You felt a chill run down your spine. Your blood pressure dropped, and your throat tightened. That incomplete âaseâŚâ was the gateway to the hell of uncertainty. We all knew what it meant. They werenât âinsurers,â they werenât âadvisors.â They were MURDERERS !
And the question that drilled into our brains in that eternal second before pressing the button with a trembling finger was: Which ones? Which of the many sons of bitches who are running loose?
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