Uma mano de 18 anos, aspirante a skatista, sonhadora, "feliz". Graças ao Bom Deus!
A morte dos bons me trouxe aceitação, o skate me mostrou a verdade, e a mentira me tirou a venda dos olhos. Só quem é verdadeiro conhece os bons.
Skaters irmão

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