Meus músculos se aquecem através duma dor enrijecedora retraindo-se; travados e trancafiados, contraídos e contrariados; paredões repletos de orifícios e saliências por onde escorre, goteja e se empoça o morno das minhas lágrimas.

-Filipe Russo

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