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Situações destas podem ocorrer à passagem do circo. Desta vez sem consequências nefastas para a tradutora-tratadora.


Rocío disse…
Quem disse sem consequências? Agora ando morta de saudades dela o dia todo ;-)
Soa,suave,o Boléro de Ravel.
O Princepezinho entra na tenda.
Os Palhaços choram.
Jonas sai em monociclo.
Star ristid taevas.
Os Phitecus abandonam as árvores.
Os Phitecus abandonam as árvores.
Star ristid taevas.
Soa pujante o Boléro de Ravel.
Soa pujante o Boléro de Ravel...
Rocío disse…
Muito inspirado (e inspirador), caro Pithecus :-)
ob disse…
Each Branch of this tree says: new Age for beautiful friendships!

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