Bruno Ribeiro
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Porco de Raça
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Como usar um pesadelo
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Glitter
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Era apenas um presente para o meu irmão: A Barbárie de Queimadas
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Bartolomeu
2 editions
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2019
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A Arte de Morrer ou Marta Díptero Braquícero
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2015
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Febre de Enxofre
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2016
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Zumbis
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Arranhando Paredes
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2014
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Poluição Mental
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2012
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Bruno’s Recent Updates
Bruno Ribeiro
is now friends with
Carol Bernardes
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“Não podemos retomar o passado, os fantasmas o habitam. Mergulhemos no presente, abriremos portas lúcidas, aguardando o famigerado tesouro do baú.”
― Glitter
― Glitter
“Aceitar o outro é o primeiro passo para uma convivência saudável com o nosso semelhante.”
― Glitter
― Glitter
“No meio dessa poluição de gente, neste universo aleatório de úteros danificados pelo tempo, de esgotos pútridos de sinapses mal desenvolvidas, de línguas e vulvas à venda, a minha amada deve estar caminhando. A mais bela do bordel e dos fundos de quintais. Inóspita, íntima; como uma metáfora da cidade.”
― Arranhando Paredes
― Arranhando Paredes
“Those who love life do not read. Nor do they go to the movies, actually. No matter what might be said, access to the artistic universe is more or less entirely the preserve of those who are a little fed up with the world.”
― H.P. Lovecraft: Against the World, Against Life
― H.P. Lovecraft: Against the World, Against Life
“How I would enjoy being told the novel is dead. How liberating to work in the margins, outside a central perception. You are the ghoul of literature.”
― The Names
― The Names
“The worst part is wondering how you’ll find the strength tomorrow to go on doing what you did today and have been doing for much too long, where you’ll find the strength for all that stupid running around, those projects that come to nothing, those attempts to escape from crushing necessity, which always founder and serve only to convince you one more time that destiny is implacable, that every night will find you down and out, crushed by the dread of more and more sordid and insecure tomorrows. And maybe it’s treacherous old age coming on, threatening the worst. Not much music left inside us for life to dance to. Our youth has gone to the ends of the earth to die in the silence of the truth. And where, I ask you, can a man escape to, when he hasn’t enough madness left inside him? The truth is an endless death agony. The truth is death. You have to choose: death or lies. I’ve never been able to kill myself.”
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“All God does is watch us and kill us when we get boring. We must never, ever be boring.”
― Invisible Monsters
― Invisible Monsters
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