O lado negro do McDonald's
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O que você lerá a seguir é uma creepypasta, ou seja, uma lenda urbana moderna difundida pela internet, por fóruns, e-mails e redes sociais. Normalmente podem ser fictícias, sem provas ou fontes confiáveis, ficando assim apenas como um conto de terror, mas... e se forem reais?
Na edição de hoje falaremos não necessariamente de um conto de terror e sim de uma informação que há tempos circula nas páginas da web, uma entre tantas teorias sobre como de fato é feita a carne da mais famosa marca de fast food do planeta, o McDonald's.
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