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Nico was a rare specimen to observe like this, casually, calm in his natural habitat and without that worrying vein sticking out of his forehead; and so Jason didn't make a sound, didn't move a muscle, and made a tremendous effort not to sigh. he just wanted that scene to last.
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Seja bem-vindo(a) aí meu perfil. Como proceder quando você sabe o que falar mas não sabe o que falar? Bom, o importante, eu acho... Sou uma...

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