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Oh, shit.

Guzman.

Guzman.

Guzman.

Are you are you looking for the T-shirt?

Yes.

The Montserrat Caballé T-shirt.

I think you left it up at that crazy guy's place.

No.

I had it with me.

Well, it's not like I'm trying to keep them, so.

Look, I found it.

How is I supposed to know?

Your stuff has been everywhere, ever since you moved in.

Guapo, wait.

It's not my fault.

You've been asking me to stay every single night since we met.

I don't really know what I'm gonna do when you're gone.

I guess, yeah, I do.

I have a million and one things waiting for me at the label.

But you know what I mean.

Baby…

It's..

It's not like I'm leaving forever.

Guzman, you're leaving for a year.

A whole year.

It’s a long time.

But even before

we met, I was struggling to find a decent position.

This is nothing new.

I know, but I already told you that

you don't have anything to worry about.

Where are you going?

It's easy for you.

Why would it be?

Piro, I'm sick of this city.

Do you know how I feel feel?

At 32 years old being forced

to accept shit jobs.

I need to move on.

Guzman, we can do something about that.

We've already tried.

I need…

You need what?

It's not like Barcelona is a small city with no opportunities

A job like the one I've been offered in Stuttgart.

It's not a small thing.

It's not about the job.

And it's not about Stuttgart.

You're running away from me.

Brazilian fucking whore.

Well, I have to start somewhere.

What we have is different.

We've been together for over a year.

A year in three months.

And we still love each other.

And that means something.

How many of our friends can say the same?

Oh, yeah.

Oh, baby.

Yeah.

Oh, shit.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, my God.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, fuck yeah.

Oh, fuck.

I'm gonna cum.

I'm gonna cum.

Good Bye Piro.

Remember not to drink too much.

All right.