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Maruja 

In a small rural town, everybody lays eyes on Maruja, the most beautiful woman there. After the son of the mayor comes back from France, he also notices Maruja, setting forth events of love, jealousy, guilt, and anger.
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In a small rural town, everybody lays eyes on Maruja, the most beautiful woman there. After the son of the mayor comes back from France, he also notices Maruja, setting forth events of love, jealousy, guilt, and anger.

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Genre:Drama
Written By:Manuel G. Piñera, Jerónimo Mitchell Meléndez
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Runtime:121 minutes
Studio:Probo Films Inc.

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