They were around in my childhood, but I didn't get to use one. It's like everything else about the popular culture of that time: I'm very dimly aware of it at best, but didn't experience it anywhere near enough to miss it or to use it as part of a common identity with other people of my generation.
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The red lake has been forgotten. A dust devil stuns you long enough to shroud forever those last shards of wisdom. The breeze rocking this forlorn wasteland whispers in your ears, “Não resta mais que uma sombra”.