"Eu gosto do que me inquieta, de sair da rotina, dos trilhos, perder o fôlego, a pose, o rumo, o sono, tenho preguiça do sossego, ele me deixa chata. Quietude só na alma, meu corpo precisa ouvir meus vasos sanguÃneos. "
- Renata Fagundes
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