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The blows of a tiger are sacrifice, a prayer for rain, drops that irrigate Earth with hope.
Water which blossoms in the body and the soul.
Your turn.
Harder!
Like a man.
Higher! It has to land right on the face.
That's more like it!
It's scary at first,
but when it's time, you'll be fine.
It sounds like a thunderstorm.
Is it hard to find the flowers?
Whom are they for?
I'll tell you later, it's getting late.
THE TIGER'S FIGHT
May the blessing of the Almighty Father,
the Son, and Holy Ghost descend upon you and remain forever with you.
You may go in peace.
Don Guadalupe will give us a message regarding the coming holidays.
The day of the offerings is upon us, and the young are losing our traditions.
That is why we lost our crops. The sun punished us, scorching our fields.
The rain abandoned us, with no water to quench our thirst.
Now, more than ever, we need tigers!
More tigers means more fights,
and more fights mean more rain and thunder for our crops.
Hey, mom.
You think my dad's suit will fit me?
Which suit, son?
The tiger one.
Who knows!
Are you going to become a man now?
I'm old enough, aren't I?
Have you seen Santiago?
No, why?
Just in case he said something.
About what?
Nothing.
What do you think?
About his intentions with your sister!
Don't, mom!
He better give you a branch this year.
Or he should stop wasting your time.
Why were you late for mass?
I was training at Pablo's.
How is he?
He's fine.
Is he planning to give flowers to any girl this year?
I don't know, mom.
He's been mourning for a year.
You're his friend, you should talk to him.
A young man shouldn't be on his own.
He needs a woman to give some meaning to his life,
and to bear children!
Bring some tortillas, my girl.
I'm going to wear my dad's suit.
Really?
Does it fit?
Sure.
Love hurts!
I don't need them.
Thanks.
What do you think?
You're ready, tiger!
I love Lupita, Nico.
I swear.
Here.
She loves you too.
Don't keep her waiting.
Where are your flowers?
There's still time!
No, we better go.
I'll do it next year.
My dad used to say there's no tomorrow.
He ended up being right.
If she loves you, one is enough, right?
Tell me, whom are they for?
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