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Alice. Hot girl that Alice. Always wishing things:
- Buy me an apartment, honey?
I bought. Because her smile had no price. 

Alice liked excentricities. A few, but still:
- Buy me the moon, honey?
I bought. And put a bit of stars in the package.

Edição # 9 - december, 2003.

Now and then she went dumb. Not stupid, she was never so, but dumb like sad, you know. I made grimaces, rent elephants, all to see her get better. But she only got better that way:
- Buy me Gisele Bündchen’s charm?
I bought. An exaggeration, I agree, Alice was charming enough, but do what?

Alice was also a woman of an acquired taste. She knew how to enjoy the good things of life, the beautiful things:
- Buy me a Picasso, a Van Gogh and a Warhol, honey?
Eclectic, as you could notice. And, of course, I bought.

One day Alice went to the movies and saw a mermaid in the picture. She came back of the session radiant. And asked:
- I want a mermaid, honey!
Next day I left in an expedition in search of the so called mermaid. I got to find it 30 days later in ghe cold sea of Finland. When I gave the gift to Alice, she began to cry. I asked:
- Isn’t it the mermaid you want?
- It is the mermaid I wanted – she said – But now I don’t want it anymore.

- What do you want now? 

Alice dryed the tears and a smile appeared in her beautiful little face:
- Now I want a caravel, honey! A little caravel!
A little caravel. As the caravels are no longer produced since a long time, I ordered one. It was a beauty. But Alice just unpacked the gift. There was a strange shine in her eyes.
- And now, what do you want? – I asked. – Tell me.
- I don’t want enything, honey. Don’t want anything. 

Alice spent four years depressed, battered, getting fat on the XIX century french couch. Without asking for anything.
Until a beautiful summer morning, when she stood up, got slim and asked:
- Honey, I want love!
I walked towards her, gave a long kiss on her forehead and went out to the street. I never came back. It would be too painful to explain there are things money can not buy.