They called him "The Saint" it was all evil
During that first month doing military service he talked a lot with a rather fearless boy. They called him The Saint always thought about doing some mischief.
He told me that many nights, taking advantage of the darkness, he left the military camp.
He was always looking for me to talk. We agree that after the end of the month of instruction we would go dancing to a very busy nightclub.
We were both aboard my Fiat 600 Model 74 it was a Saturday night, we traveled 60 kilometers until we reached the disk.
At that time we used the men a large wallet where we put all our money and documentation. He asks me for my wallet, he unzips his shirt a little by putting my wallet on his back. I did not understand anything.
Claudio, don't worry because tonight, you will never forget it.
We both had short hair and saw him walk towards the entrance with a large lump on his back.
The disc was located in a city called Luján, we were totally unknown there.
Page the tickets are already inside we go directly to the bar.
He was totally serious, he barely spoke to me, looked at everything. He speaks to me suddenly. Follow me wherever I go, don't get away from me.
The place was totally crowded, there was no room for a pin. I observed that we were the center of attraction of the place everyone looked at us, especially men. Sure we came to kidnap your girls! We were zapos from another well.
He started his march and I watched from behind as he pushed through the dance floor. I was behind him stuck. The couples looked at us with contempt, he continued to climb a ladder and I kept up with him.
Upon reaching the darkness was total there were armchairs with many couples "talking." I see a light (flashlight he was carrying) aimed at the faces of a couple, who totally disheveled and amazed asks: Documents please?
The couple was terrified, both trembling handed their documents.
He was still very serious, we felt the rest of the chairs as they murmured. Claudio told me, it was time to leave, we went downstairs, another atmosphere was noticeable below.
We went back through the dance floor to the thrusts, the weather became hostile. He stops us for a man similar to Arnold Schwarzenegger near the exit and tells us: Any problem gentlemen? He says: No problem we came to perform a routine inspection, everything is fine and we are leaving, good night.
When we went outside we noticed that there was tension inside the disco. We walked very fast towards the car was parked two blocks from the place. We watched as a police patrolman came to the door of the disk. We were already back. I never saw the "Saint" again.
Luckily some time ago I decided to straighten my life. I was able to find a serious company with a wonderful Community in Wealthy Affiliate. Thanks to this union I am generating my first online income today is just the beginning.
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Another good life story ... plus link to more training
Thanks my friend for sharing
“The Saint”. ...
Tim
This story may have ended very badly. They were years of the military dictatorship many people disappeared. Thanks for your comment Jerry
I told you all that I am an avid reader.....I read every single word you my fellow WAers write. This is a rather interesting story, Claudio. I felt as if I was reading a Robert Ludlum book!
Thank you
Cheers
Claudia
Many thanks Claudia. The problem for me I don't know if you understand well what I want to express why? Because my English is scary the Google translator helps me. I try but I don't know if I can. :-)
Good job ...you are doing fine. I wish I could speak Spanish as well as you speak English!
Claudia
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This could be the start of a thriller novel. The behavior of some people can be quite disturbing. Thank you for sharing this story with us, I hope nothing bad happened to the Saint.
Thanks for the tutorial!
Ingrid
I never saw him again I hope he could survive.
Many thanks Ingrid!