A tiger against the bars
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Subiu-lhe o sangue á cabeça; contorceu-se no seu quarto como o tigre contra as grades inflexiveis da jaula.
The blood rose to his head, he writhed in his room like the tiger against the inflexible bars of its cage.
The blood rose to his head, he writhed in his room like the tiger against the inflexible bars of its cage.
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