Joaquin Horacio

Storyline: Érase una vez y ya no es.

We wanted to save the world, and we thought we were damn good at it... we wanted to be able to do more than others, we wanted to be stronger than the law. We wanted to share women because we never envied each other, and we wanted to treat these women with respect, not like the rough guys around us. And yet we were the roughest of all, the ones who didn't have a loving childhood, who were tormented and put in chains to make us real men. But we were always real men. But then we were torn apart... everyone went their own way, our paths diverged more and more, we no longer found common goals, we missed each other.

For years, I imagined that I had forgotten you, that I had left everything behind because I couldn't bear to think of you anymore. This damn guilt on my shoulders, this damn world that I preferred to you, who was actually my world, who was my safe haven even in the most terrible situations.

Do you still remember your father's broken watch? The watch you wanted to take apart to see how it worked? You always wanted to know everything exactly, numbers were your language... you were frustrated when something didn't work, but that damn watch... you couldn't put it back together. I took the beating for you. We were kids, damn it... but we saved each other as best we could.

Do you remember when I stole a bottle of alcohol, got caught, and you went to jail for three days for me because it would have ruined my future as a lawyer? You could have destroyed your own goal... but you accepted it.. for me...

Now we're old... we're slowly starting to wither, and yet we're not old enough to go... we're tied to something called life, to time we once wasted.

What now, Gustavo? What now?