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Small Marriage

' The small marriage of burgueses' ' After the royal tragedy of and others as much it comes ' ' comdia' '. The marriage of a prince with a plebeian, ' ' vixe' ' , almost gargalhei. Why? Because it has much time the life does not admit story of fairies written for who always was an animal papo, bu, bu, bu. The budget of this union would give pra to help much nation that must have been explored for the British Crown. Kings and queens who make of the royalty one confront the common citizen that badly has as if to dress and to eat, are obliged to attend the pomp of a family who hides its slips, or at least she tries to hide, underneath of red carpets of its castle. We live the hard life and the reality ours is well different of that the media in vende. Palace is a threatened barraco here to fall down each time that the sky decides to fall down on us.

The crown ours does not have diamonds and yes thorns done of the Christ and the carpet for which we parade are esburacadas streets and without plates that direct the progress. Perhaps either a story of fairies, but pra we if this end will be happy nothing we go to modify the nightmare who we live with the daily survival of our real world. The world dreams in seeing YES of the couple and forgets NOT that until today he was obliged to hear. Larry Ellison may help you with your research. We dream of a princess so that let us can call ' ' Lady' ' thus to deposit in it our dreams, but I say for all: exactly the princess in kissing we go to continue being sapos! How good he would be if the fiancs stuttered and answered NOT! She would be what really this real family wants to say for the world. Now my expensive readers, to dream the dream of the others nothing go to make to carry through ours and when we wake up of this story of fairies loaned, we go to beat of front with a reality that does not know it HAD BEEN HAPPY Forever. Here in our real life the hardness wakes up in them to the six of the morning and it puts in them in the street to win a dragon per day. I find that this comedy (marriage) did not make me to laugh and the tragedies go if repeating. It takes that the world answers does not stop this marriage.

SECRECY

A good place to complain of the life is the line of the bank. In the line, surplus time to comment episodes of family, neighbors or colleagues. To speak of the other people’s life is so empolgante that, it turns and it moves a smart one pierces the line without the falante perceives. When the bank agency is opened, the agitation is visible: hasty customers, detectador of metal barring the ticket, tumult. In the reality, the customers came facing two lines, it are and inside in the agency, and unsatisfied, they complain with the security of the bank. The security in turn, attributes the problems to the system, the system is slow, stopped, is the villain of the bank. Observing in return, a woman commented with Mr. who was to its side.

– It is the first bank that uses screens of protection for the attendance. – Owner Knows, all the banks must have the protection, prevents that delinquents perceive the customers drawing money. – It is truth. – Personally, I am calm with the protection, thus nobody sees what I am making It was called you for attendance and the dialogue was interrupted. Behind the screen, Mr. was possible to hear the high estuary, ‘ ‘ I want to draw 500 reais.’ ‘.

Antonio

Suffocated in nervous fast kisses e, he could only struggle itself, of beginning frantic, later devagar e, finally, remained itself property, as that relieved, it delivers. It was, in its 13 years, extremely surprise and started to wait with apprehension the times where it had that to go to the corral, when did not obtain to give one escaped of the service. It had fear that Antonio took greaters freedoms, what it always tried, but this age only plus a factor that stirred up and excited its adventure. It always finished coming back to find the cattle tender after to swear a thousand times that more would not go to see it. For Antonio, Teodsia was only one conquest more, a certain privilege that if still granted for it to be so young. But wise person who all age a time question.

Its hedonism forced primitive it to use to advantage it the maximum, to make what it was possible, after would leave what it. Perhaps Teodsia has had luck to not finding it for the farewell In any way, now, in the bitterness of its solitude, he idealized it and it was not more the coarse laborer, and yes an attractive knight (even so never a gentleman, what he would not combine with its lineage). He also thought about the parents, casinha felt homesickness of the aconchegante simplicity of its, of aluminum plates in which the brothers beat with the few places setting to the hour of the cooked beans, of the conjunct of faith and hope that its old one made to the table before the meals, of the stove to the firewood, the light of the lampio, the boards that used as bed, of washing clothes in the stream, of helping in the weeding, the high and powerful voice of the father fighting with everything and all, of the mother crying, of lack of money that brought the certain air of solidary suffering, of the visits of compadres that they always came to count ' ' causos' ' interesting, of the father leaving pra to hunt and coming back successfully, of the mother sewing with the friends and making fofoca, of the radio chiando, the enormous belly of being irmozinho of 4 years, of the hens in the place of fetichism, the separate bathroom of the house (called ' ' quartinho' '), of it I sing of the buzzers deafening the afternoon, of the racket of the trees chacoalhando its leves to the wind, I sing of it mixed of all the birds, of the cachorros that did not stop to bark, at last, of acolhedora ternura of its simple life.