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ved to the city center and even worse from where she was returning, in the far west of the capital of São Paulo. She lived in the far

al. Alícia didn't believe in it so much, so she never thought of spending the fee. She lived a very poor life, she was unemployed and her parents would never take a relatively l

er own nails on Sundays when she didn't work overtime. Her father Pedro was a security guard, a bronco from

Mayara's twin and they are both 20 years old. She sees some old photos of him and they've lost touch a long time ago. They are the whites of the siblings, and a

pite her color, she looks the most like her father. The resemblance is striking. Then there's Paola, a 14-year-old black girl, very typical of Brazil. She's a knock

nothing left for Alícia. Since she always thought she was dull, ugly even, and had no one to give her all the attention her sisters received, she dedica

stess with her mother and Paola was the little one. And the more disappoi

he turned 18, have her own corner, work and support herself. She wanted to get into a public university. But then the difficulties came. Even though she worked, her mother took half of her salary to help with the household expenses. She also used her meal voucher to do her shopping, bu

ely wasn't

starving, that it would be more advantageous for her if Alícia stayed at home, looking after

er quota. But books, she had to go to the library to do her homework and copy bec

loaded, her mother would tell her to stop being silly an

n a privileged brain. But the distribution of gifts didn't work out the way she would have liked, and Ma

sn't a feeling, nor an impression. Her mother spoke with her own mouth, face to face with Alicia. At the time, Celine found it liberating, bec

ious, didn't get into trouble with boyfriends or trouble. She never questioned why she earne

the entrance fee to Etec, because she fe

scrubbing her jeans in the sink. They had a washing machine, but her mother didn't allow her to use it for washing, only for rinsing and wringing. All clothes had to be scrubbed by hand. T

out even taking her bag off her shoulder, and

home so early? Has

I didn't pass m

s eyes, but she didn't cry. Her mother hated her showing weakness. She could never c

id you

ou're incompetent, useless and don't keep things in the right place. So I was late looking for it and I got even more nervous, because I couldn't even wake you up to look f

before she left the laundry room, she s

ke my plate