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-Also posted on Spirit! Just a short text I wrote while I had nothing to do. There is no intention here to offend anyone, just to show a little of the reality of our wonderful city.
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Erstveröffentlichung
19 de setembro de 2017
Zuletzt aktualisiert
19 de setembro de 2017
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Português (Brasil)
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