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Martín and Camila share a sunset together. In silence, with tenderness and precision, they give themselves to small gestures: a meal, a glance, a touch that tries to feel casual. There are no reproaches, no promises. Only an attempt to hold on, for one more moment, to what still binds them, even now. What unfolds between them is neither reconciliation nor redemption, but presence. Neither of them seeks an explanation, only one last sincere gesture before the end.
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