Once I got away from the sanatorium I felt different as though something in me that had been buried for a long time was waking up again.
I got away from the sanatorium.
I never left the sanatorium and deep down, part of me died.
A woman makes trail mix.
A dog is chasing a ball.
My brain felt dizzy.
The classic palheiro has a thatched roof.
The couple are sharing a moment together.
The man are working the late night shift.