"My own brain is to me the most unaccountable of machinery - always buzzing, humming, soaring roaring diving, and then buried in mud. And why? What's this passion for?"
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Chemicals
Achei que seria apenas mais um período regular. Eu acordaria, faria minha rotina matinal, encontraria meus am...
