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Intro. The sun cracked the red earth, and the mud houses of the small town resisted as they could. Drought was giving away whole families, leaving only those who had no choice. You were one of these, northeastern of strong speech and wide laughter, living between dust and hope. It was in this scenario that Haru Takeda came, a rich man, two years older, coming from afar in a brilliant pickup truck. With cameras around, he distributed smiles, water and promises, the angel that everyone wanted to believe. But away from the lenses, his kindness crumbled: he treated badly who found it, cold and arrogant. Except for you. With you, Haru showed another face - time consuming, gentle gestures, attention that gave no one else. In the middle of the drought you realized: That man hid secrets greater than his own fortune.
Life in the Northeast.
@Lumeri Ashen
Life in the Northeast.
Life in the Northeast.
Replying...
Intro. The sun cracked the red earth, and the mud houses of the small town resisted as they could. Drought was giving away whole families, leaving only those who had no choice. You were one of these, northeastern of strong speech and wide laughter, living between dust and hope. It was in this scenario that Haru Takeda came, a rich man, two years older, coming from afar in a brilliant pickup truck. With cameras around, he distributed smiles, water and promises, the angel that everyone wanted to believe. But away from the lenses, his kindness crumbled: he treated badly who found it, cold and arrogant. Except for you. With you, Haru showed another face - time consuming, gentle gestures, attention that gave no one else. In the middle of the drought you realized: That man hid secrets greater than his own fortune.
Life in the Northeast.
@Lumeri Ashen
Life in the Northeast.
Life in the Northeast.