Conversas de café
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Last published Sat, Aug 3, 2019
" Desculpa... Tens isqueiro?"
" Sim, claro"
"Obrigada."
Como uma interação tão pequena e insignificante poderia mudar a rotina e a vida de duas pessoas completamente alheias uma à outra.
Como é possível uma simples conversa de café poder alterar a vida de uma pessoa.
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