- Estamos num mundo de mortos, Vasco. Mortos a que se deu corda e fingem de vivos até que a corda pare. Mas esvaziados,secos, decompostos por dentro. Que ao menos a carne viva. Será por isso que tantos procuram a festa dos sentidos?

-Fernando Namora

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