A cerca de 30 quilómetros do mar há gaivotas. Ouço-as diariamente há aproximadamente dois meses e, por vezes, avisto-as a competir por comida com aves mais pequenas.
" An idea just came into my head... An idea for a short story. A girl like you, living beside a lake since she was a child. She loves the lake the way a seagull might - she's happy and free as a seagull. But one day by chance a man comes along and sees her. And quite idly he destroys her, like this seagull." The Seagull, Anton Chekhov
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que belos corpos um no outro...
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