Luiz Marcelo

In the midst of the installed world and the necessary courage, we rehearse movements anchored in the memory of the ancient exploits of those who brought us here. And, despite the banzo events, we continued. Our steps come from afar...We dream beyond the fences. Our sowing field is vast and no one but ourselves knows that we also invented our Promised Land. It is there that we carry out our sowing. In our rugged fields - we know how to tread on the plains and on the hills - at every moment our ancestors watch over us and with them we learn to cross the paths of stones and flowers. It is also their teaching that the motivations of flowers are many. They fit in the parturient's room, as well as offerings to those who have completed the last journey...

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