Minha Vida Realmente Chata
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Oi meu nome e Misty Charmy tenho 17 anos, moro na Bahia, vivo com meu pai numa casa perto do mar,minha mãe faleceu quando eu era pequena,e desde então meu pai que me crio sozinho.
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