Scenes From My Memory: Scene 1: How it all started...

Sunday, September 19, 2010

...why?

This is a real story.
Well, at least I hope so.

Tainã Steinmetz
I do not know where I am.

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Scene 1: How it all started...

...why?
Scene 4

Remember that empty house? I’ll always remember, specially, of the cold days we spent there. I filled that house with good and bad memories....
Scene 2

And there we were, on that stairway, sitting under an incredibly starlit night. You were explaining to me the relations between the egyptian...
Scene 5: Perfect for each other

- She's following us. - No. - Yes she is. - Is she? - Yeah. Look back. - (Turns and looks back) - See? - Yeah. - And? - She's not fo...

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