Alexandre Soares Borges

Fernanda likes to play football with the boys. But for this tomboyish, the apogee of his intimacy with the ball is to make it fly straight, direct, to the bag boys. Then she smiles. One day she comes running to the hit-ball, delayed but can not find anyone. The boys are in hiding. Fernanda knows where it is, but can not imagine what they plot!

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