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Posted On: October 19th 2026, 09:15 pm

Fala, galera! SEXTA (23/out) estaremos no @bancariosgrill fazendo muito forró pra vcs, a partir das 21h. Cheguem cedo pra aproveitar as promoções do happy hour. Esperamos vcs por lá 🔥🪗🍺
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ricardoendrio01

11 days ago

ricardoendrio01

A música ao vivo se encerra a 00:00?

ondeiremjampa

16 days ago

ondeiremjampa

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