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Saturdays due to a bar brawl where a local military police officer fired shots
in the air, the locals and their tourist friends move on to Castillo. This is a
private bar with pool table, run by Rainer from Karlsruhe who's been living on
Margarita for five years.
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| Jorge, Angela,
Maleiwa, Cucchi, Angel, Luca and myself |
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| The late night
crew at Castillo |
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| Luís, Angela,
Cucchi, Angel, me and Luca |
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| Darío is
celebrating our three victories at the pool table |
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| Franklin, the
owner of Panare, trying his luck |
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| Jorge is trying
even harder |
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| Luís, the
novio of Maleiwa, and Darío |
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| Maleiwa with a
beer that cost 4 times less than the one she sells at Panare |
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Maleiwa's
unimitable yell 
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| Maleiwa, the
bar beauty, sweet 19 |
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| Maleiwa and
Angela talking girls' talk |
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| Maleiwa and
Luca |
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| Not
on this picture: Luís, grinding his teeth |
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| Rainer from
Germany, who runs Castillo |
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| Still happy
after all these beers |
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| Me, Jorge and
Maleiwa |
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| The Ed.,
Maleiwa and Luís |
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