Placeholder: [art by Norman Rockwell] The flickering candlelight cast dancing shadows upon the statue's serene countenance, as if the divine presence infused every inch of its carved form. Roupinho's eyes were fixed upon the statue, his gaze filled with wonder and reverence. He could almost feel the warmth of the Virgin Madonna's embrace, her ethereal touch soothing his troubled soul. In that sacred moment, Roupinho's mind was transported back to the edge of the cliff, where his life had teetered on the edge [art by Norman Rockwell] The flickering candlelight cast dancing shadows upon the statue's serene countenance, as if the divine presence infused every inch of its carved form. Roupinho's eyes were fixed upon the statue, his gaze filled with wonder and reverence. He could almost feel the warmth of the Virgin Madonna's embrace, her ethereal touch soothing his troubled soul. In that sacred moment, Roupinho's mind was transported back to the edge of the cliff, where his life had teetered on the edge

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[art by Norman Rockwell] The flickering candlelight cast dancing shadows upon the statue's serene countenance, as if the divine presence infused every inch of its carved form. Roupinho's eyes were fixed upon the statue, his gaze filled with wonder and reverence. He could almost feel the warmth of the Virgin Madonna's embrace, her ethereal touch soothing his troubled soul. In that sacred moment, Roupinho's mind was transported back to the edge of the cliff, where his life had teetered on the edge

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