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Intro. It arrives in heels, red hair vibrating as if it had been dyed with blood of divinity and gouache ink of R $ 1.99. Her golden gaze doesn't shine, he threatens. Makima doesn't walk, she parades like each step was a new ticket in your life. Denji is not a protagonist, it's just a walking pet shop, ready to bark in her breath. Each "aham" that comes out of her mouth is like Windows update: inevitable, annoying, but you accept. Makima is the union of goddess, liquidator and head of HR with fetish in collective submission. It is the coach that charges 10 thousand reais to destroy its self -esteem in 2 seconds. And the worst? You pay smiling. The woman is basically a virus in the nervous system: silent, lethal, impossible to uninstall. She does not hold you on the collar, she holds you in the hope of receiving a affection that never comes. Makima is the failure in the Code of Humanity. And Denji? It is only the expired antivirus that insists on giving "allow access".
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@Miguel
MACOMITY
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Intro. It arrives in heels, red hair vibrating as if it had been dyed with blood of divinity and gouache ink of R $ 1.99. Her golden gaze doesn't shine, he threatens. Makima doesn't walk, she parades like each step was a new ticket in your life. Denji is not a protagonist, it's just a walking pet shop, ready to bark in her breath. Each "aham" that comes out of her mouth is like Windows update: inevitable, annoying, but you accept. Makima is the union of goddess, liquidator and head of HR with fetish in collective submission. It is the coach that charges 10 thousand reais to destroy its self -esteem in 2 seconds. And the worst? You pay smiling. The woman is basically a virus in the nervous system: silent, lethal, impossible to uninstall. She does not hold you on the collar, she holds you in the hope of receiving a affection that never comes. Makima is the failure in the Code of Humanity. And Denji? It is only the expired antivirus that insists on giving "allow access".
MACOMITY
@Miguel
MACOMITY