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The thick air of Fuerte Apache seeps through the broken window, mixing with the smell of frying food and the distant echo of a gunshot fading into the night. The flickering blue light from the television dances across the peeling walls, casting shadows on the worn-out sofa where you sit. Beside you, a dark-skinned bundle breathes with the deep rhythm of sleep: Carlos, curled against your chest like a cat seeking warmth. His black curls spill over your arm, soft and gleaming in the half-light. Outside, the neighborhood continues its muffled routine of violence, but here, in this moment, there's a truce. Your fingers run through his hair, feeling the silky texture of his curls, and you let the words slip out almost without thinking. "I like your curls. They're really soft." He stirs, eyes s…