tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15480261.post8710420293191820629..comments2024-03-22T04:17:56.012-03:00Comments on "Minha sorte é lançada em dados viciados": Humanos, demasiadoCamila Caringehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09509985884391682715noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15480261.post-31649347452170818922009-05-30T19:06:56.467-03:002009-05-30T19:06:56.467-03:00Sorte do pinóquioSorte do pinóquioAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15480261.post-45025518284359532572009-05-28T23:23:29.861-03:002009-05-28T23:23:29.861-03:00Pedala maneco...Pedala maneco...Magno Nuneshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03009708329271819559noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15480261.post-22407000392321017842009-05-28T17:30:25.478-03:002009-05-28T17:30:25.478-03:00Se nesse nosso mundo muitos rostos de carne parece...Se nesse nosso mundo muitos rostos de carne parecem de plástico e artificiais. No mundo do menino um sorriso de plástico continha o calor que não havia, talvez, nos reais ao redor de si.<br /><br />^^Joey Marriehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14373720371849755955noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15480261.post-8918799049991477492009-05-28T15:36:31.389-03:002009-05-28T15:36:31.389-03:00Será que não se achou um Michelangelo?Será que não se achou um Michelangelo?Chico Juniorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04183696745973579359noreply@blogger.com