Hello everyone! Another week, and here we are again, dedicating this entry entirely to one of the most important protagonists of this story. As you’ve likely noticed by now, this is only just the beginning, ladies and gentlemen.

Marcos—who could best be described as the joker of the group and, at times, a bit of a loudmouth. He often followed his most primal instincts in almost every situation, and let’s be honest, there were occasions when he thought more with his lower anatomy than with his brain. Of course, all of this will be thoroughly explained in the upcoming entries.

Marcos also came with a few handicaps. The first was that he resembled a living Tamagotchi: constantly asking for food (yes, there are several stories on this subject, like "the day of the pot"... okay, Sandra, don’t rush me—it’ll all come out eventually, but step by step). And when it came to bathroom breaks, well, there are some wild tales there too. In future, more detailed entries, I’ll recount several of his adventures, and trust me—they’re unforgettable. I’ll do my best to stay as true to the events as possible.

This is Marcos, the fifth member of the group. Want to meet member number one? Stay tuned for the next entry—I’ll be waiting for you!