Cortina de Fumaça

Cortina de Fumaça

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Helena, uma filósofa, escritora e colunista estava entediada até encontrar, Belinda uma jovem garçonete que se distrai do fatigante trabalho em uma birosca suja do centro da cidade. Ansiosa por emoção Belinda é impelida por uma estranha fascinação, Helena que guarda muito mais segredos do que pode imaginar. Um esquema ardiloso está a se desenvolver nessa trama infame. Uma história sensual repleta de jogos psicológicos está se desenvolvendo em Cortina de Fumaça.
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