O Vento Sul

Ella toleraba las versiones que inventaba, pasaba de una a otra sin ceder, sin siquiera cambiar de peinado. Pero cuando sopló el viento del sur, era incapaz de domarse y podía hacer lo que quisiera … incluso ser ella misma.
She tolerated the versions she invented, passed from one to the other without compromising, without even changing her hairstyle. But when the south wind blew she was unable to tame herself and she could do anything she wanted… including being herself.

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