Summer Exchange

Summer Exchange

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"A brisa do mar sempre me faz lembrar você, sua voz suave sussurrando o quanto queria ser livre para conhecer o mundo, o mundo que era tão imenso e o meu que estava a minha frente contando sobre seus planos para o futuro esse no qual eu desejava imensamente que fosse com você ao meu lado."-Matthew Albuquerque História baseada em um romance incerto real, com detalhes e narração totalmente de minha autoria e imaginação, onde um garoto de uma pequena cidade litorânea se apaixona por uma intercâmbista que havia virado sua melhor amiga..os dois vivem alguns momentos juntos e por obra do destino as coisas mudam do dia para noite..
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