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At night a traveling flash runs through the streets of Buenos Aires hell, illuminating even the most remote roads. It's easy to mistake it for an angel. Its light, volatile step numbs the city and condenses the glances. It takes refuge in subways and tunnels under the ground. It comes off time. It tempts the dead to come back. It is The Light. The comfort of the homeless.
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