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A few minutes later, the password had been registered and the computer was released. Catherine already had an email with her name on it, which made her feel like the most important person in the world. She wanted to share that joy with her family. As she reached for her cellphone to tell her mother about the first moment, she realized she had been added to the guys' chat group. She immediately saved each one's number so she wouldn't get confused with the conversations.
Diego had already started a conversation with her by sending some funny images in a private message. His phone's identification photo was with a girl, both making funny faces covered in what she imagined was flour. That must have been his girlfriend. He was crazy, and it seemed like he had found his equally crazy other half. Out of curiosity, she decided to look at Rogério's photo, where she found a man with a totally different expression. He had a beautiful smile and shared the photo with a woman and a
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The day was cool, winter was approaching, some passers-by were already using thin coats to protect themselves from the cold winds, a family composed by three people was standing in front of an old architecture building, its walls had a light yellow tone with brown details to hire in a harmonic way with the huge wooden door that allowed the access to the place, beside the wooden door two big size suitcases were placed and then the family united in an embrace that showed a great sorrow, The embrace was composed of a couple clearly around fifty years old, a great sign of this were the few white hairs that both had in their equally brown hair, hair that contrasted completely with the young woman who received the embrace, the hair in a tone of copper red clearly dyed to the sun to gain the orange tone, their heights were not so contrasting, the women had around one meter seventy and the man had no more than one eighty. - Take care Cath, anything you want you can call me anytime you want,
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