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SNOWING IN BALI

Rafael didn't curb his wild partying, despite now living with Anna, an attractive blonde Swede who he wasn't married to but called his wife. They'd met in a bar in Legian, and soon moved in together. Anna liked using coke, and started helping Rafael with business, usually the accounts, as well as pushing him to be tougher. When she'd fallen pregnant with twins, Rafael was thrilled and they'd had another baby soon afterwards. But creating a family hadn't stopped his promiscuous lifestyle and he knew he was still getting away with it because Anna spent a lot of time drinking and being pretty out of it.

His partying was getting so excessive that he'd drink, use coke and have sex with random girls all night, then get home at dawn and sleep until 3 pm. Usually he'd surf two or three waves, too unfit now to stay in longer, his party lifestyle so frenetic and all-consuming that he was sacrificing the reason he'd come to Bali in the first place. In the afternoon, he'd start snorting a bit of coke, then doing his deliveries, or organising his runs, and be ready to party all over again.

That time, I cannot surf, because I have nightlife. I come tired, I sleep all day, I wake up 3 o'clock, jump in the pool, have a shower, massage. Sometimes I put my phone off, say, 'Today, day off. I don't want to talk to anyone.' And I call to the massage people, they come to my place, massage, I do a little bit of gym. At home I have the equipment to get fit, because when I stop surfing so much, I get skinny, I lose weight, lose weight. I said, 'Fuck, I always had a nice body', and I was like living the dream life.

Sometimes I party for two days, party without sleep, you know we finish in club, then go to somebody's villa for after party, take all this shit, drugs. And then you see another day, keep partying, sometimes go to the beach, jump in the water without sleeping, surf three or

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