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“Cresci nas margens do rio Amazonas, navegando em sua vastidão e conhecendo o coração da grande floresta. Desde menina sabia que meu lugar era ali, em meio às frondosas árvores, em meio às águas profundas, em meio à terra e ao povo que aprendi a amar e que ofereciam tudo o que era necessário: sombra, abrigo, alimento.”

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Book:Raízes, Lendas & Sangue - Uma Releitura do Folclore Brasileiro

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