Five years of savings, two days of flight to the Moon, and one passport still sitting on a kitchen table in Bogotá. Fabio's only hope is the shuttle captain — the same strict math teacher who once told him he'd never get far without order.
Part 1 of 2 in The Passport I Left on Earth
«¡Asiento catorce, junto a la ventana! ¡Este es!». Fabio Ríos puso su mochila en el suelo del transbordador.
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