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" A Chave da Casa"
Aos 48 anos, a professora universitária Clarice Albuquerque já tem tudo o que precisa: Uma casa a beira mar, dar aulas sobre o que mais ama na vida e diversas mulheres a seu redor, ou ao menos é nisso que ela quer acreditar, mesmo que no último ano seu corpo tenha lhe enviado sinais que mudar talvez seja necessário. E essa mudança, inesperadamente pode vir na forma da melhor amiga de sua irmã: A jornalista Melina Blumer. Apesar de tantos anos, Melina nunca conseguiu apagar completamente a chama da paixão que sentiu na adolescênica por Clarice, mesmo vivendo a espectativa de voltar a praia onde foi criada, para um encontro entre antigos amigos, e ficar uma semana dividindo o mesmo teto que sua antiga paixão, nem Melina e nem Clarice tem a menor ideia do que esses poucos dias podem representar na vida de ambas
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