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Arquivo de Dezembro, 2011

Leelo.

Tomorrow. The clock marked 6am. He got up and dragged himself to the bathroom. Looked in the mirror and felt nothing. The wrinkles on his face were paths to a life of emptiness. A glass of scotch was his breakfast. Michael!! A young woman screamed on the street. He opened the car window and saw [...]

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