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“tenho saudades de casa, do meu universo de referências, que por estas terras não as há ou não consigo encontrá-las. Provavelmente quando voltar, depressa terei vontade de voltar a seguir viagem e lá continuarei a idealizar novas expedições, a viver na permanente nostalgia da partida e da descoberta. E talvez também da do regresso.”

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Book:A Cidade dos Sete Mares
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