21 Bloodsmoke20-1

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21 Bloodsmoke204:53 pm My mother loves Brazilian soap operas. If she’d had the chance, she would probably sit all day in front of the TV, watching those tragically comic love stories. I can hear how the far too beautiful characters are having an argument about who the little Juanita's real father is on the living room's TV. It is mind blowing how anyone can be interested in other people's fake misery. As if they, themselves, didn’t’ have enough agony in their own lives. Daemon is still offline. But why? What could’ve possibly happened? Is this a kind of retreat? Why isn’t the profile deleted then? Why is Daemon playing games with me? Well, to be honest, it was always like this. Just like how Mary did. Both of them struck down on me when I least expected. I flick a few pages back in th

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