Ca cara no sol: memórias de desobedientes
Ano de defesa: | 2019 |
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Tipo de documento: | Dissertação |
Tipo de acesso: | Acesso aberto |
Idioma: | por |
Instituição de defesa: |
Universidade Federal de São Paulo (UNIFESP)
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Programa de Pós-Graduação: |
Não Informado pela instituição
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Departamento: |
Não Informado pela instituição
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País: |
Não Informado pela instituição
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Palavras-chave em Português: | |
Link de acesso: | https://sucupira.capes.gov.br/sucupira/public/consultas/coleta/trabalhoConclusao/viewTrabalhoConclusao.jsf?popup=true&id_trabalho=7716944 https://repositorio.unifesp.br/handle/11600/59369 |
Resumo: | Why do we remember? I'm here, listening to float music28, sharpening a taba, and I caught myself remembering things. I think the description of the scene will tell you possible interpretative meanings that establish alliances with my moment of remember: behind the computer, the qualification report; on the right, coffee, an ashtray - that I no longer know what I do to empty, I empty, he fills, I empty, and he I remember Rebeka and the Chains, saying, "My old lady, you don't have any a xanã?, as I heard that phrase, how many times should her ashtray suffer from the same thing? my problem - in a loneliness, ours, a cold one, I keep thinking about everybody that wrote these ethnographies, these dissertations, theses, texts, which are here, open in guides that never close, in my browser Translated with www.DeepL.com/Translator |