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Meu nome é Gustavo Antoniaci Araujo Santos. Nasci no dia 07 de Fevereiro de 1998 em São Caetano do Sul. Morei em São Bernardo do Campo até o...
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“Uma bela e triste narrativa que fala muito sobre a natureza humana, basta você da uma chance para essa historia e esta aberto para ver suas mensagens! Por vez pode se sentir triste, mas no final, sempre perceberá que existe um algo a mais ali que os curtos capítulos podem lhe passar. Recomendo a todos que gostam de boas historias e com aquela profundidade sutil.”
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