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DESCRIÇÃO PROVISÓRIA Quando Stela, irmã de Giovani desaparece, ele tem como única esperança ir atrás dela para salvar não só a sua casa caindo aos pedaços, mas também o casamento dos pais e a fonte de alegria e esperança que tinham. Mas para onde ela poderia ter ido? Quem poderia tê-la pego? Junto com seus dois melhores amigos Magda e Jean, os três saem viajando de carro em um destino incerto, saindo de seu estado, caindo de cabeça no perigo e deixando tudo para trás para dar de cara com acontecimentos que ninguém seria capaz de prever. Nem mesmo Stela. O trio experimenta uma precoce prévia da vida adulta quando abandonam sua família em prol de uma amiga, e mesmo se perguntando se vale tanto a pena daquele jeito, continuam a sua procura incansável; com medo de não encontrá-la, com medo do carro quebrar ou perder gasolina, e até mesmo com medo de morrerem no caminho. É hora de pensar; fazer suas apostas; passar noites sem dormir; dias sem comer, somente para conseguir responder: por que Stela desapareceria? NÃO RECOMENDADO PARA MENORES DE DOZE ANOS!
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