AND YET SHE MOVES

Friday, 2 July 2010

O Calor de Lisboa

É imenso. É tal que, mal cheguei a casa, larguei o vestido como as cobras largam pele inteira. Adoro este calor infernal, por mim era assim todos os dias do ano.
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