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“My Sweet Vampire, o nome pode até antecipar o que vou dizer e o que você vai encontrar ao ler essa história: ela é muito doce. Intercalando o ponto de vista das personagens em capítulos, descobrimos duas pessoas de mundos totalmente diferentes com um sentimento em comum. A partir dessa semelhança aos poucos um mundo só deles começa a ser construído. Vale a pena!”
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A compilation of memories, teachings, emotions, feelings. Dedicated to the person known as Someone. Letters and texts compiled from the sum and blend of sensations, such as admiration, love, affection, and various other feelings.