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Daniela

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Na calada da noite, ela respira e vê o ar quente sair de sua boca. Coloca o cigarro nos lábios.

Daniela nasceu homem. E por isso, ainda sente as dores de tudo o que passou. Hoje ela vende seu corpo porque em São Paulo, os homens que a odeiam de dia, são os que a querem de noite.

Ela fuma pra morrer. Lentamente. Mas em uma noite tudo muda. Na sacada de seu apartamento, olhando para a cidade que nunca dorme, ela pensa sobre tudo o que um dia já foi e o que não foi. Nunca foi João, sempre foi Daniela. Por mais que tenha perdido pessoas por isso.

E é nessa noite fria e típica que ela vai tomar a decisão de sua vida. Se entregar ao ódio que sentem por ela, ou se amar mais que tudo e aceitar quem é. Realizar seus sonhos.

Ela quer se tornar a mulher que nunca viu, e pode estar prestes a conseguir isso. Um amor próprio de distância.All Rights Reserved

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