O velho desamarrou seu cavalo preso à árvore e disse vai, vai-se embora. Chegou até ali, você sabe que a essa altura já não há mais o que temer. Estamos em meados de 60. Acima, há o morro, do qual vem a corredeira. Aqui, ele disse, enquanto o rio desafia o tempo, eu completo mais […]
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