It was cold or heat and try to understand why so much pain and suffering for the lack of information, we acted in accordance with the means we had to ease or comfort, we continue this productive way because of the daily reflection of strong people and working for the common good, however our reality was quite different from those who do not believe in anything and even though the existence of these people we could see something positive in them I will cite an example-loving women believed unfaithful men, and lovers men believed the unfaithful women, know that each has a reason or reason not to believe anything with the evolution computing emerged today the social network for us is a really cool thing and our life is normal, know many people who found love and even get married, I know desperate unbalanced people in life normal and real failed, women who are afraid of the old and drunken men without a shred of moral and despite the evolution in them there is no education, no goodness in the heart .vivem a world of illusion deceiving and lying and cheating desperate, I know that one real life was a failure and the social network took the first drunk in the loop, rather than waiting any good blood that will participate, do not think you want to judge, and because I like writing and poetry transform what never tire of watching, but Despite these existing weaknesses in some feminine beauty, happiness for my soul noble women want
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I have a Portuguese ancestor who came here, I think it was in Cabral's squadron, la in southern Bahia, have an ancestor who ever lived on these lands also have ancestors who came from Africa in a terrible slave named vessel at the time of mixture are that mixed future generation that we take hard but happy life in this beautiful and welcoming country in the middle of this ancient mixture one enjoyed fishing hunt and was afraid of the sea, in addition to dance in the moonlight, the other lived in imperialism and enjoyed colonialism using labor from slavery .In Africa sought nigga ancestor of old, battered and used in heavy duty, according to tradition passed from generation to generation, have knowledge of the history of a great-grandfather on the maternal side, who was a runaway slave and did not like slavery, had a white grandmother who had Portuguese accent and an Indian grandfather uncle who liked to drink rum, a Bahian grandfather, a Rio grandmother, Bahia's father, mining mother, I am miner and I am here, I do not know what race I am!
