Chancho:
Nacho! Where are you going?
Nacho:
There is no place for me in this world. I don't belong out there, and I don't belong in here. So I'm going out into the Wilderness. Probably, to die.
Chancho:
Well, you might need this
[Gives Nacho the sword]
Chancho:
My mother gave it to me before she died. It was her lucky machete. You can have it.
Nacho:
I hope to see you again little Chancho. Maybe in the next life.
[Departs]
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:39