Genre: facetoface
Premise: That's the way, way it was, they're big, plenty, if I were to tell you all the stories of what we went through, I tell you, that I'd keep you all night . That's how it was, it was said, but thank God in the family hardly-- The guerrillas also took out a man from the outskirts near the, the place where we lived, who was called Juan.
Hypothesis: There are pleanty of stories that we had all went through.
Relation: entailment