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Sentado dentro do vagão, em direcção a Montparnasse. As pupilas dilatadas com a falta de sangue. Uma gigantesca erecção.
O céu cinzento. Cada vez que venho o céu está coberto. Hoje pensei sobre a criação de comunidades. Comunidades não se imaginam.
a far away land
where men and women used to dress in black
under a blazing sun.
Now they are dancing kuduro.
Now they are having fun.
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