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For 23 years that I have lived in the country, I had not laid eyes on the famous governor's house except in textbooks and postcards, the irony is that it was easily within my reach, it was just another of those things that I took for granted because I knew it would always be there.

"Wow" Diego and I say with amazement.

Travis and Luis just smile in a pleasant silence indicating that at least they have been here before. They let us gape for a couple more minutes before they ushered us forward once more.

At the gates of the palace because a normal house is not, the guards greet us, somehow they seem much more imposing than us, and yet we are the elite agents of the country. Maybe it's the 10-foot stick they hold in their hands that seems ready to rip our heads off or maybe it's their helmet that reminds me of a cobra when its neck opens to bite or all those pads that they wear, their clothes remind me of football players ready to hit the ground, they look ready to

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