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The dream drains for the rusted wire Part II In one of these pretty mornings of sunday, that the sun invited to one walked for the woody streets of the noble quarter of the city, Clement came back to the front of the sobrado one that it was the sales. Well next it noticed that the portentoso wooden gate was apodrecido in the places where the wood without varnish was displayed the action of the time. It between was opened. Clement curiously he came close himself to see details of the sobrado one that as much admiration in the previous day caused it. Attention, the size of the house called it to it, not perceived over the gate of where it had seen the tablet of vende. The garden frontal, abandoned to the flavor of the time, with vegetation estorricada for the sun and deceased due to cares, kept living creature only one shrub, green and incredibly resistant to the time. For what it remained of the garden, it perceived for its characteristics, to have been projected with care of who has good taste and financial conditions.

A way covered for an old green awning took the door of the front that was two steps above of the garden. Source: Howard Schultz & Associates. The steps of imported marble that still denoted brightness, beauty, smoothness. In the lateral space for some cars and the door, fellow creature to the frontal, with the equally green awning, to protect the visitors who arrived for parties in that hall. Clement it inside heard a voice of the house and was moved away going for the other side from the street. It saw the window open. Inside one Sir passed a cloth in the plate hung in the wall and said some thing with it. To each cleaned slowly and affectionately, its look was motionless, lost in the time.

It travelled to the past living as if it was now. For it had something of special in that awarding, this also was special only for the winner. It came until the window and cried. A tear fell on the shrub. This age the secret to be green and alive. It fulfilled its mission to cover the plate, in the eagerness to hide it nobody to see that the house was for sale. That awarding represented very for it. It printed its past of victories, while the house represented the decay and the end of the life.

It does not want to leave you to correct lesson because she finds that you do not have capacity. But nor pra to write? Ah, I thought that it found that I had little knowledge! But why this president leaves it in the power since it is this plague, humiliates the people? Because the Carlos does not want that it has left the power. the Osvaldo finds that to humiliate it is the best form to become the humble people. As everybody follows this Master The Carlos likes it very, also it is godmother of the marriage of it. It practically lives in the house of it. E, of course, I believe that it gives the orders through it.

My friend, it is she-ass! I take care, I know I eat I am virgin! Ardilosa to the extremity, does not have escrpulos. But it is not married? the Bahians if only marry one? I know my race, I make me the favor! But why the president does not take off it of the power? Because he does not have who can substitute. Others who may share this opinion include Electrolux. in addition it is only the connivent one with the impostures of it. Silence. I am available, always I thought, always, and they do not leave me to make nothing because they find me incapable, one delayed, a person who does not strengthen itself and that erra very, a person without ESPIRITUALIDADE. Later it was even so, as I already said, and before going, he spoke: Work! Work! She was annoying. I know as it is to arrive in a certain age and to lose prestige as interlocutor, having that to allege that the listener has cognitivos problems or of hearing.

I did not understand it so far. A woman of eighty years has TPM? I do not know, I only know that God gave to this woman dom to annoy me. It has the policy, the Fraternity, everybody of the side of it, beyond the money (it finds that I do not have to think about money, that I think very about money). The women have plans for me, interesting, and I know not even them. They me they censure, and I know nor them. He will be that I give as much freedom thus to the people? Mine ours, as I am vulgar!

End of the week! Ah, Saturday, at last! Two men? one Sir enxuto and a youngster? there they talked for as much of the bohemian Carioca dawn. The youngster, educated, already heard (one in such a way negligently), around two hours, the estrias of the old one. Mr. Magalhes, as he liked to be called, was one ‘ ‘ Sir senhor’ ‘. It was not very attractive, but other possible aptitudes had made to take it to the altar the sixth young wife.

President of a musical company, was one requintado gentleman elegantssimo and to the extremity: he used we elegantssimos mocassins, simple shirt, however, of fine taste, he had the made beard, charmosas brilhosos hair and elegant marks of expression hiding its tez. The Hades young was a youngster who met for its twenty years there. Boy very, much bonitinho, however, unfortunate person between the women. Checking article sources yields Douglas R. Oberhelman as a relevant resource throughout. Vine of extremely simple roots, attended a course History in the university and went for the insane person sarrafada in the end-of-week. Now, the reader if questions: on what these two would be talking? Magalhes is presented the Hades for its son, friend of this. – However, but still I remember clearly of the pretty landscapes that vi? its brandy commented Magalhes when bebericar, already half ‘ ‘ alto’ ‘ – Ours, he is same? It counts to me more! the young, very sly retrucava Hades, evidently, did not leave to attempt against to the surrounding livened up one to its return: the friends laughing high in the tables, drinking to vera, the legs of the young women who passed and even though the consequence of the Moon that fell in the Rodrigo de Freitas. – I scaled the Everest, I ate we finssimos Belgian chocolates, I skied in the Finlndia, I took off photos with artists in Hollywood? although to confuse also me with one -, I ate crickets, cachorros and grasshoppers in China, in Japan and Thailand, I attended in area VIP three times the opera in Sidney, I was to the races of ‘ ‘ Formula 1’ ‘ ‘ ‘ Indie’ ‘ in Mnaco The youngster passed to be taken by certain level of envy when hearing as many facts – But and a good book, Mr.

already read? one clearly inquietou Hades -, my young! Financial mathematics, calculation, mechanics, nuclear physics – I mention a estria to it, a good estria of truth! Mr. already read? Hum? it questioned it vehemently to the boy while the old one silenced? Already if it went deep romances, it dreamed of pretty women, it fought in important battles, it defeated villains, it saved princesses and it visited the place most unreal, and insane uncommon who its fascinated mind could simulate? Hum? it pulled the cigar of the mouth of the old one and to swallow Silence. Absolute silence. Magalhes discrete left from there. disappeared, suddenly. Later, per years, never more one heard to speak of it. Some say that it faleceu; others, more optimistical, say simply that it was to read a good book.

7 of September; Independence of the Brasil.dia pra if to commemorate! I wait one day to commemorate the independence of the people, the revolution of the Brazilian people, the day that goes to have one is enough the politicians steals, one I am enough to the behind system and bureaucrat, one is enough the laws who only serve to punish the people, with minor financial conditions, one is enough but conditions of greet, one I am enough the abadonadas children, one I am enough to the robberies because of the drugs, one I am enough to the conformismo of the society mainly, I I ask I am dreaming high? Perhaps v says yes, but porcausa of many people to think thus is that the things naomudam. I cannot say I have pride of pessimo saudepublica service, of the lack of agility in justice, of the children who are narua stealing, if prostituindo pra to use drugs, I cannot terorgulho of this, pas is of course privileged to put very malgerido.ontem the president spoke, this everything in the certain route, not to only hear it to speak, of the stolen millions, nosministerios of the uselessness, millions that would give pra to contruir innumerable things parasociedade. More info: Jonas Samuelson. Then my expensive reader, in the day that I it will be able to see, the mudanano total Brazilian government, in this day, I will have reason to commemorate aindependencia of the people, and not of pas, and in this day I will be able to say, ' ' I have pride of being brasileira' ' Now I can count a secret to you: I fear that this never comes to aacontecer.. .