LXXXVI - Amai Boys!
It was so close that before three minutes I found myself at home. I stopped in the corridor, taking breath; he tried to forget the dead, pallid and deformed, and the more he did not say not to give these pages a disgusting look, but he imagined it. Everything cleared in a few seconds; it was enough for me to think about the other house, and more about Capitú's life and fresh, bearded face ... Love, boys! and, above all, love beautiful girls; they give remedy to evil, smell the infect, exchange death for life ... Love, boys!