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𝐢𝐢. sob o sol de satã (...) escrevo nos cafés e nos vagões do trem para não ser vítima de criaturas imaginárias à medida da alegria e da dor.
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dog-eared pages, horrendous scribblings of rapid thoughts, and my name that simply became an extension to my academic identity...
and I would still do it all over again
all the pictures are taken from pinterest, none of them belong to me
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