Life is like that sometimes, and information often arrives in the form of gossip. For some people, it doesn’t make a difference; they hear it, think it’s just someone else talking nonsense, and move on without giving it importance, without repeating or fueling the subject. However, for others, those words can leave deep marks, especially when they are lies that directly affect them.

At such mom...

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The routine began with waking up for the first meal of the day: tapioca or bread. The food my mother made was always delicious; the seasonings weren’t the best, but the flavor was wonderful. Meanwhile, my mother also took care of the household chores and hummed hymns; the entire neighborhood could hear her expression of love for the Creator. Back then, I wasn’t particularly a fan of coffee, althou...

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