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30/06/2002
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Entroncamento
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The keys of the big house were always like a trophy to me. I?ve always attempt to peep the rooms that due to the memories were closed.
One day I tried to steel all the keys, that were always in a bunch, and in secret I tried to open the doors that were forbidden?that?s when I discovered that it?s was too soon because I could not reach the door locks yet. |
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