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Vedi profiloJean Claude (Edgar Varenberg), 21 anos Estudante de Letras/Literaturas da Universidade Federal do Rio de Janeiro. Também atuo como professor de língua portuguesa e literatura. Sou um poeta de coração gelado que também é um ótimo confeiteiro e aspirante a dublador. Responsável pela seção de Português e pela Liga dos Betas.
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Statistiche della storia
Scheda tecnica e aggiornamenti
Prima pubblicazione
23 de dezembro de 2017
Ultimo aggiornamento
23 de dezembro de 2017
Stato editoriale
Completata
Lingua
Português (Brasil)
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Who killed who?
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To the cross in the beginning
+14•1693 parole•Histórias originais•Poesia•Yaoi•Shounen-ai
In reverse, souls to meet
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anchored
PT•2270 parole•Poesias•Dramma•Poesia•Romance•Darkfic
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