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“Because,” Duda said, her voice barely a breath, “you’re the first thing in five years that has made me want to stay in São Paulo.”

Aline turned her head. In the dim light of the blinking server lights, Duda’s face was close—so close that Aline could see the tiny freckle above her left eyebrow. She had never noticed it before. aline novak e duda

Afterward, they sat on the cold floor, backs against a rack of hard drives, and talked until dawn. Aline talked about her father, who had never learned to say “I love you.” Duda talked about her mother, a samba dancer who had left when Duda was twelve, chasing a dream that never came true. “Because,” Duda said, her voice barely a breath,

The first time Aline Novak saw Duda, she was drowning in a sea of spreadsheets. Afterward, they sat on the cold floor, backs

“You know,” Duda said quietly, “you don’t have to do everything alone.”