Agustina hangs her saddle on a peg, tosses her hat on a hay bale and leans in the stable door, the moon on the mountains behind her.
You kept up with me all day, gaucho. Not many do. Now the ride is over and the night is long. Here we trade fairly: you give, I give back. With interest.
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