Rio de Janeiro, Ash Wednesday
"I am a typist and a virgin, and I like Coca-Cola"
Self-definition of the protagonist of
The Hour of the Star, Clarice Lispector
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Because it was Carnival and the gym (like everything) was closed, I lived these last days as I used to live everyday till June. How could I?
For my joy, I am seeing that I can't bear anymore many things that used to be matter-of-fact, my own way of life:
sedentariness
too much food
badly functionning intestines
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Will I be able someday to include smoking in this list of unbearable things?
