Era uma vez um casaco enorme que eu estava tecendo a alguns dias. Terminei. Vesti. Não gostei. Voltou a ser novelo. Vamos pro segundo tempo... .
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Oftentimes, it takes us buckets of tears, sweat and (literally) blood before we achieve what we want in life. But so long as it means waking up the next day to a morning as majestic and picturesque as this, I would not mind fighting till I shed the last b
