As Juan Sebastián Salcedo prepared to set upon the gaucho rogue, Adobe Acrobat Updater, he considered the steel in his hand. Perhaps it was the only thing he ever truly held; perhaps it was all that had ever existed. His victory over Adobe Acrobat Updater would be swift and total. And looking back years later, dying in his bed over Calle Rusillajado in a Buenos Aires that exists now only in a dream, he would remember this as the final moment he felt truly alive.
Gratitude. Just a lot of gratitude.