Nada É Real
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Será que nossa realidade é única? Ou seja será que tudo que vivemos é realmente verdade ou faz parte de algo maior, será que somos quem acreditamos ser? E se por algum acaso você descobrisse que além de não ser quem acha que é você não é desse mundo.
Tom é um fotógrafo de 33 anos que leva uma vida comum um tanto quanto vazia mas comum dentro dos padrões normais, vê tudo isso mudar quando ele percebe que sua realidade não passa de uma enorme mentira, tudo que ele viveu até agora em sua vida era uma mentira tudo era um sonho.
Com ajuda de amigos e amores nem um pouco convencionais ele mergulha em um mundo completamente diferente um mundo que ele jamais pensou ser real embora no fundo ele soubesse que esse estava lá. E ele so quer descobrir uma única coisa: quem ele é.
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