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Meera
Kolkata · 2011
Every evening on the terrace you read to me from the books about the boy wizard with the scar, while the trams rang below.
Meera, we never finished the last book.
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Para
Kolkata · 2011
Every evening on the terrace you read to me from the books about the boy wizard with the scar, while the trams rang below.
Meera, we never finished the last book.
O resto desta carta está lacrado.
Ninguém tentou abri-la ainda.