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Papeladas

Lá ao fundo, qual miragem, alguém lhe acenava com um papel bonito. Gustav limpou as gotas de suor e não conseguiu esconder a baralhação. Hesitação: fosse mesmo verdade, havia de o rabiscar com coloridas canetas de feltro ou, ao invés, representá-lo com toda a sua devoção?

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Manuela disse…
Canetas de feltro, não conhecia este nome.É caneta hidrocor no Brasil.

Gustav, rabisque um lindo sol ao amanhecer. Com todos os tons de amarelo...a vida vai brilhar. Pelo menos o coração vai ficar mais quente.
Rocío disse…
Mas afinal Gustav é pintor ou actor?

Se calhar é um desses modernos "artistas multimedia" hmmm
Manu disse…
Estou mal...com uma gripe..ô Jonas manda um chá aí...
Manu disse…
Estou mal...com uma gripe..ô Jonas manda um chá aí...

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