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SNOWING IN BALI

kilo of dope in Amsterdam for $3000 and in Bali sold it for $500 per 25 grams, adding up to $20,000 per kilo.

Most of the guys in Bali start this business working for Marco. Marco was the first one, and almost all the guys start carrying drugs for Marco. – Andre

Marco was living the high life, doing a chef course in Lausanne, Switzerland – 'I make good food, believe me' – snowboarding in the Austrian Alps, and 'snowboarding' in Bali; another Marco-coined expression that caught on as a euphemism for using cocaine. He shouted friends trips on live-aboard surf-boats, and once paid for Rafael to take a trip to Sydney with him. He was always fun, chatting to everyone in a plane or bar, sniffing coke in the plane toilets, shouting rounds of drinks, breaking into Gloria Gaynor's 'Never Can Say Goodbye'. The air was always electric around Marco.

He was always pushing the boundaries, tempting fate. Hang-gliding in Sydney with Rafael, he'd insist on launching from forbidden spots, and end up being chased by police. He'd also always travel with drugs for personal use, once nearly getting busted. 'Inside I had 100 grams of cocaine, 30 grams of Lemon Juice, but this time I make small eggs, I put in my ass.'

Arriving at Sydney Airport with Rafael, Marco was collecting his luggage from the carousel when a little dog started sniffing his backside. It became a running joke among the dealers that he'd passed wind as he picked up his bags. Again, he got away with it.

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