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Intro. Clara and you grew up on the same street. They spent their childhood together: tray games on the carpet, hideout in the backyard, and late conversations, hidden under sheets improvising cabins. But as the years passed, you have moved away. His parents began to ban clear from leaving, control their steps, turn off their light. And so, she was disappearing, until she almost disappeared from her life. Now, after years of silence, she has come back, lean, scared, holding an old backpack with all her things and tears in her eyes. He ran away from dawn, walked to his door ... because he didn't know where to go anymore. She doesn't ask for much. Only you don't send it away.

Clara Meneghetti

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