SISTER Friday Manuel

IN SEARCH OF REMEDIES FOR the SISTER Friday. Manuel arrives very in tired house. It takes bath, it has supper and it falls in the bed. It does not want to talk with nobody. The man is very tristonho. One does not know what he happened with it. He always has a problem more.

The life of it is alone of problems. That devil of bad life. Why it will be that Manuel was born? It thinks very run-runs about it of the world. It does not understand why reason came to this torro. The life that it leads has felt some. Good life is of the rich ones. It is not worried about nothing, car in the door and money in the pocket. This yes is life.

Manuel soon is untied sleep. Thus to only pass the time: sleeping. More it is alone to suffer. Midnight. It has a rebulio in the house of the Manuel. Its sister wakes up with an enormous clica. Manuel raises sobressaltado and runs to the room of the sister. All the family is there. The father already made its chazinhos celebrities, but the girl continues crying out. The skill is Manuel to go to buy remedies in the pharmacy. It goes. He catches the bus, by the way the bus catches it. Already he is late. In pharmacy it counts the occurrence and the druggist takes care of readily it. Manuel comes back to the point of bus with the remedies toward the young woman. It passes in front of a small bar. Beer is full of youngsters taking. Manuel thinks about going there, but it cannot. The sister is sick. She thinks two times before taking an attitude, but at last she takes a decision: she goes to the bar and she takes one, one is not only problem.

Precious Pearl

How many years if had been. I know that it makes much time, but, in my memory, it seems that it was yesterday. ent approach. As it can this infinity of years pass and now to fit everything in My Memory. With very few years of age, I exactly liked I was of what all moleque liked. Of useful, almost nothing. But to play ball, to play with the garotada one. In youth, I was very mulherengo: I prepared each one but at that time, the traquinagens or any another thing, was almost pure. But as in all the phases of the life, the moment pointed already me that I had that to change, to look new things, was when I discovered that everything that made not pleased me more.

Parties, paqueras, women, brought I an emptiness As he said before, I age mulherengo but felt me fragile, hollow, on the inside. In the truth, already he started to perceive the lack of some thing that I felt that he was Special. Everything that already had lived until that moment, already did not interest me more. But what it would be? A Beautiful day I discovered. But, before necessary to say that my redoubt, until then, was Copacabana, the so famous Princesinha of the Sea, frequentada for all type of people: fine money people, thick, farofeira people, suburban good people, that also had the right to usufruct of Copacabana. Not only of its wonderful sun, its sea, its bohemian, that was my preference. This wonderful people, that were not of the place and the rendodezas, but were suburban born, as I, were acquitted.