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GABRIELLA IPPOLITA MANCINI

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E então 42.

Este ano, porém, meu aniversário chegou sem cores. Há momentos em que a vida pessoal se torna pequena diante daquilo que paira sobre a própria ideia de existência.

Há direitos que julgávamos já assentados, mas que ainda repousam sobre uma arquitetura mais delicada do que gostaríamos de admitir. E, quando aquilo que parecia conquistado pode novamente ser colocado em questão, torna-se difícil celebrar sem alguma apreensão.

Quando uma sociedade começa a transformar diferenças em ameaças e direitos em concessões, talvez seja prudente perguntar: quem permanecerá quando chegar a nossa vez de sermos considerados indesejáveis?

Este vídeo é uma lembrança de que há cores.

Um clamor, talvez — pela dignidade de simplesmente ser e estar sem que a legitimidade de fazê-lo dependa do humor de quem detém o cetro.

O céu azul está acinzentando. Alguém se importa?

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And so, forty-two.

This year, however, my journey around the sun arrived without colour. There are moments when one’s private life becomes small beside what hangs over the very notion of existence.

There are rights we once believed to be firmly settled, yet which still rest upon a more delicate architecture than we would care to admit. And when what once seemed secured may once again be called into question, it becomes difficult to celebrate without some apprehension.

When a society begins to turn differences into threats and rights into concessions, perhaps it is wise to ask: who will remain when our turn comes to be deemed unwelcome?

This video is a reminder that there are colours.

A plea, perhaps — for the dignity of simply being and existing, without the legitimacy of doing so depending upon the temper of whoever holds the sceptre.

The blue sky is turning gray. Does anyone care? taken in Somewhere Over the Rainbow by @gabriella.ippo

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I have noticed that time has made me increasingly introspective. I speak less than I once did and observe more; I listen carefully to what the world insists upon saying and often find there is very little worth saying in return. Social media, in particular, strikes me as an endless sea of triviality — a great expanse of motion leading nowhere at all. And so, I leave my phone in quiet exile within my room and return to the occupations of daily life. Yet, from time to time, certain perplexities compel me to break my silence.

Last Sunday, I went for a walk with my father and my brother. It had been many years since I last visited the reservoir my grandmother built in the 1980s. How many hours of my childhood remain suspended in that place! There I spent afternoons in contemplation, embarked upon small adventures, wandered without purpose, and shared countless moments with siblings, cousins, and friends. In my memory, it retained something of a dream.

Yet when I returned, I did not find the past waiting for me.

I found only the traces of its disintegration.

It was painful to witness the decline of a place that once seemed almost enchanted. Decades ago, a man entrusted with the care of the property opened its gates to all manner of people. As our family did not live here at the time, the estate was left to neglect, recklessness, and vandalism. Others later continued the same unfortunate legacy. A place rich in history — one that had once sheltered more than a hundred families — was gradually surrendered to carelessness and human brutality.

During the pandemic, those who had grown accustomed to frequenting Campo Alegre Farm before our return continued to come, unaware of our presence. And little has changed since. Among the ruins of the old Colonel Corrêa Station, destructive gatherings still take place; at my grandmother’s lake, rubbish and disregard accumulate, as though nature possessed no value at all.

Little by little, I watch this land — so full of poetry — fade before my eyes. Yet perhaps what pains me most is not the loss itself, but the helplessness of witnessing it unfold without having the voice to stop it or the authority to change its course.

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6 years in full throttle — a real wild child!! 🤘🏻 Auntie loves you to the moon and back, Nina!! 🥰💝🌻 #ilovemyniece #realwildchild taken in To The Moon And Back by @gabriella.ippo

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I devised this tart whilst thinking tenderly of thee, my dearest and most beloved Mama — capinuriba with cream of cheese, a little invention I deemed worthy of thy refined appreciation. I am certain thou wouldst have delighted in it, and favoured me with that sweet smile which ever made the smallest offering seem precious beyond measure.

Today, however, I shall not attempt a lengthy discourse. My heart is full of longing for thee, and there are some sentiments which silence expresses far more faithfully than words.

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Elaborei esta torta em tua homenagem, mamãezinha adorada do meu coração — de capinuriba com creme de queijo, combinação que julguei digna de teu apreço tão refinado. Estou certa de que a aprovarias com aquele doce sorriso que sempre fazia qualquer pequena criação parecer extraordinária.

Hoje, contudo, não me entregarei a longos discursos. Há saudades que se expressam melhor em silêncio.
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#happymothersday♥️ #felizdiadasmāes #felizdiadelasmadres❤️ #buonafestadellamamma❤️ #festadellamamma❤️ by @gabriella.ippo

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Some friendships do not yield to time; they merely wait for the next Spring to bloom again.

Twin notes in a name long cherished beneath the gentle beams of a little country haven built of memory and warmth. Years had wandered on, yet in that soft amber light, they seemed to fold quietly away.
There are places that serve more than supper; they keep stories, laughter, and the tender proof that certain bonds, however long parted, remain wonderfully unchanged.

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Há amizades que não cedem ao tempo; apenas aguardam a próxima primavera para florescer.

Duas notas de um mesmo nome guardado com afeto sob as vigas suaves de um pequeno refúgio campestre feito de memórias e acolhimento. Os anos caminharam, mas, naquela luz morna, pareceram recolher-se em silêncio.
Há lugares que servem mais do que refeições; guardam histórias, risos e a doce certeza de que certos laços, mesmo após longas ausências, permanecem intactos.
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#oleaovermelho
#chefgabrielvidolin #friendshipneverends❤️ #friendsforever taken in O Leão Vermelho by @gabriella.ippo

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🌿 On the January seventh, time softens
and light learns how to stay.

An ancient love crosses the years
and rests, quietly, between generations.

She rebuilt her steps,
taught her body how to trust again,
and walked whole —
even when the world did not notice.

Baby Blue —
the color of sky after the storm.
A queen without a crown,
she ruled with kindness,
gentleness, and an easy smile.

Today, she lives in Nina.
In her gestures, her gaze,
in the quiet grace
of one who never met,
yet somehow knows.

A butterfly of light,
present wherever love
keeps learning how to walk.

Regina Amália.
Time did not take her —
it only transformed her.

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🌿 No dia sete de janeiro, o tempo abranda
e a luz aprende a ficar.

Há um amor antigo que atravessa os anos
e pousa, sereno, entre gerações.

Ela refez caminhos,
ensinou o corpo a confiar outra vez
e seguiu inteira,
mesmo quando o mundo não via.

Baby Blue —
cor de céu depois da tempestade.
Rainha sem coroa,
governou com doçura,
benevolência e riso fácil.

Hoje, seus gestos florescem em Nina.
No jeito, no olhar, na delicadeza intuitiva
de quem nunca precisou conhecer
para reconhecer.

Borboleta de luz,
vive onde o amor continua aprendendo a andar.

Rainha Amália.
O tempo não levou —
apenas transformou.
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#iloveyoumom❤️ #lovebeyondtime #livingmemory #lightbutterfly #reginaamalia #babyblue #eternalgrandmother #nina #generations #endlesslove #softgrief #lightremains #legacy #heavenlybirthday #family by @gabriella.ippo

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In white no to go unnoticed — "this little light of mine, I'm going to let it shine!"

De branco para não passar em branco — "essa luzinha em mim, vou deixar brilhar!"
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#happynewyear❤️ #welcome2026 #thislittlelightofmine #feliz2026 #réveillon2026 #inwhite #mulherdebranco #travestinãoébagunça #transwomanarewoman #travesti #translivesmatter #transfemme #mtftransgender #kathoey #translove #transqueen by @gabriella.ippo

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