Scenes From My Memory: reflections of reality

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Sunday, September 19, 2010

...why?

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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 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 6

There's nothing much to say... Would it work to point the reasons? No one would understand the hell I've been living with myself ...

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