ANDARILHO POR ACASO

ANDARILHO POR ACASO

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Romance
Alfonsinho Brown Júnior não queria mais ser absorvido pelo sistema religioso. Deixou de frequentar a igreja para ter uma vida independente. Por vinte e cinco anos viveu cuidando impecavelmente em ser o que as pessoas queriam que fosse, principalmente sua esposa, a missionária e vereadora Constança Brown, considerada pela mídia local de Dourados/MS, uma musa inspiradora e detentora da moral e dos bons costumes, segue sua carreira espiritual e politica acima de qualquer suspeita. Marido dedicado carrega uma paixão avassaladora pela esposa, mas não é correspondido. Seu maior prazer era o cuidado e o bem estar dos três filhos. Depois dos filhos adultos, descobre a infidelidade da esposa e acaba cometendo um crime, perde a memória e tornar-se um andarilho.
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