The school is a mother — Edmondo de Amicis, Coração
The school is a mother — Edmondo de Amicis, Coração
The school is a mother — Edmondo de Amicis, Coração
The school is a mother — Edmondo de Amicis, Coração
The school is a mother — Edmondo de Amicis, Coração
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The school is a mother

— Edmondo de Amicis, Coração
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