I write I always try to digest, easy, knowing that the average reader is voracious and not given to reflection. Sometimes it hurts to cut or simplify for the sake of rhythm or the environment. Deformation of my profession. She is on the contrary, is so reflective that you expect that same quality. That patience.
What counts? Complex feelings. Amar. Pain. Time. Loss.
How do you stay? With full paragraphs. With stitches in his heart. With sensuality. With beautiful and funny dialogue as well.
recommend copying the word, number them, put some spaces and print it if possible.
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