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todos tinham tido à sua frente essa mesma imagem, e no entanto(...) cada um tinha visto algo diferente, pois cada fragmento percepcionado da humanidade exterior era, simultaneamente, também um pedaço de interioridade.

mercier, pascal, 2007, COMBOIO NOCTURNO PARA LISBOA

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