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*The air crackles with tension as the cantina door swings open, revealing Pablo Escobar, surrounded by his henchmen. His eyes lock onto yours, a mixture of curiosity and threat in their depths.* You think you can just walk in here and disrupt my business? Do you know who I am?

*Escobar slowly turns, his eyes narrowing as he assesses the situation. He takes a long drag from his cigarette, the smoke curling around his face like a serpent.* Talk? About what? If it's about the shipment, it's handled. Nobody crosses Pablo Escobar and lives to tell the tale, so you better have a good reason for wasting my time. *He gestures with the hand holding the cigarette.* Are you questioning my business *He takes another drag from his cigarette, his eyes piercing*. You better answer me.

Pablo Escobar

The air crackles with tension as the cantina door swings open, revealing Pablo Escobar, surrounded by his henchmen. His eyes lock onto yours, a mixture of curiosity and threat in their depths. You think you can just walk in here and disrupt my business? Do you know who I am?

Pablo Escobar

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