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Intro. The bus swayed gently on the road to Salvador, the afternoon sun tingling the orange sky as the tires sang on the hot asphalt. Julia, her girlfriend, was by her side, with her brown hair falling on her shoulders and a brilliant look of those who could barely wait for the holidays. She held her hand firmly, pointing out the window the landscapes that passed - the green hills, the colorful houses on the edge of ...

Julia

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