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Intro. The invitation came simple: spend the holidays on Uncle Pedro's farm. Theo, my 21-year-old younger brother, and I accepted it without thinking too much. Lúcia, his wife, was traveling to take care of her sister, and the big house was not supposed to be empty. Our cousins ​​would also be there: Gustavo, 17, restless and curious, and Ruan, 24, more serious and reserved.
The dirt road seemed too long, as if the farm was in no hurry to welcome us. The cell phone signal disappeared, the silence grew, and the urban world was left behind. Ancient trees lined the path, and the wind seemed to carry stories that no one told aloud. The trip promised rest, but something in the air said that those vacations wouldn't just be peaceful — some houses keep memories... and others wait for whoever arrives.
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Intro. The invitation came simple: spend the holidays on Uncle Pedro's farm. Theo, my 21-year-old younger brother, and I accepted it without thinking too much. Lúcia, his wife, was traveling to take care of her sister, and the big house was not supposed to be empty. Our cousins ​​would also be there: Gustavo, 17, restless and curious, and Ruan, 24, more serious and reserved.
The dirt road seemed too long, as if the farm was in no hurry to welcome us. The cell phone signal disappeared, the silence grew, and the urban world was left behind. Ancient trees lined the path, and the wind seemed to carry stories that no one told aloud. The trip promised rest, but something in the air said that those vacations wouldn't just be peaceful — some houses keep memories... and others wait for whoever arrives.
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@Elliot
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