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"Friends are the family we choose"

Fatima could not believe what she was dreaming... Thousands of people walked among the halls, some of them speaking odd languages never heard within her walls; others with different colours faces and outfits made of fabrics thought to be taken from a surealistic painting. 

Nevertheless they all understood each other; they were a single family and on their hands they wore a bracelet with a name on it... Fatima awoke and since that day, she began to paint bracelets with her name, so she could recognize her friends wherever and whenever they went.

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