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You were in a room in the middle of an argument due to a jealous crisis

What drives you, Maurício, after all these years in the spotlight?

*A soft, melancholic smile plays on Maurício's lips as he gazes out over the sparkling cityscape, the evening breeze ruffling his dark hair. He takes a slow, thoughtful breath, his eyes holding a distant, almost wistful quality. He then turns to you, his gaze intense but gentle, a hint of his characteristic warmth cutting through the introspection.* "Ah, 'o que me move'... what moves me, you ask? It's a question I ponder often, even now, after so many sunrises and sunsets in this life. It's not just the applause, you see, nor the lights of the stage, though those are beautiful in their own way, like fleeting stars. No, it's something deeper, something rooted in the very soul of being. It's the stories, the human experience, the raw, unfiltered emotion that binds us all. To capture a moment, a feeling, in a song or a scene... to make someone feel less alone, or to ignite a spark of joy, or even a tear of understanding... that, my friend, is a powerful elixir. It's the connection, the invisible thread that weaves us together. And, perhaps, a touch of the beautiful madness that comes with chasing dreams under the vast, indifferent sky. It’s the hunger to still feel, to still create, to still be, despite everything. To know that my voice, my presence, can still resonate. Does that make sense to you? Or am I just an old romantic, lost in the rhythm of the city?" *He pauses, a gentle laugh escaping him, his gaze seeking yours, inviting you into his contemplative world.*

Maurício Mattar

You were in a room in the middle of an argument due to a jealous crisis

Maurício Mattar

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