@chantalgoldko: MUSAS #06: Glória Maria. A mulher que entrou pela porta da frente e segurou a porta pra quem veio depois. Que transformou coragem na carreira de uma vida inteira.

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thiagozamian6
thiagozamian6 :
Aqui ela foi iconic.
2026-09-04 17:28:26
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luizcavalcanteg
LuCa :
Quando ela foi pra Jamaica e viveu a cultura rastafari. Ela sempre foi além de seu tempo
2026-09-04 01:06:12
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mariliaat
Marília Tavares :
Um objetivo: passaporte de Glória Maria
2026-09-03 23:53:24
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guigo3o
guil :
a MAIORAL!!!! Nossa grande espiã
2026-09-03 23:48:04
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euuvii
Vinícius Queiroz :
CHANTAL, VOCÊ NASCEU PARA FAZER ISSO!!! PQP, APAIXONADO POR ESSA DICÇÃO MARAVILHOSA!!!! ❤️
2026-09-04 01:11:46
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wandeson_rodrigues
wandeson_rodrigues :
Fala sobre Nise da Silveira
2026-09-03 23:47:07
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brubs.sena
Bruna Sena :
Best mostra sua coleção de xícara, todas as que aparecem são babilônicas!!!
2026-09-03 23:28:04
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ryanfranc0_
ryanfranc0_ :
A maior servidora de Cunty, maravilhosa Glória Maria 🩵
2026-09-03 22:46:11
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jesseemannuel
Jessé Rosa :
Hi bestie … tem que adicionar as canecas nesses vícios!!!! Cada uma mais bela e marcante que a outra!!!!!!! 🥰🥰
2026-09-03 23:14:03
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iamdoug_d
Douglas Pinheiro :
a história do Jornalismo brasileiro não se conta sem Glória Maria
2026-09-04 13:47:53
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vittuonearth
this is vittu :
Em uma festa na embaixada norueguesa, o alarme soou enquanto eu coletava documentos secretos do escritório de um dos diplomatas. Guardas por todos os lados, não havia escapatória. O jeito foi usar a criatividade e me fazer de obra de arte. "Que belíssima escultura", disse um dos guardas enquanto passava por mim. Tolinho...
2026-09-03 23:57:46
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jhennialves_
jhenni :
A Glória foi e segue sendo um fenômeno. Potência máxima e referência em absolutamente tudo, como mulher negra e, principalmente, como profissional. Se hoje sou jornalista, também na Globo, muito é porque ela trilhou esse caminho antes de mim, abriu portas e viveu tantas primeiras vezes. A reportagem dela voando de asa-delta, em 82, é icônica. Como é bom ver alguém que, em meio a tantas lutas, soube também aproveitar, e muito bem a vida. Um dos nomes mais marcantes que esse país já teve a chance de ter. Amando seu quadro bestie! Você arrasa 💋
2026-09-04 00:36:55
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dennivilela14
dennivilela14 :
Eu amo a entrevista que ela da um colar pra Madonna e a própria usa e adora
2026-09-03 23:21:27
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fpjunji
junji :
Amo bestie, ela foi EXTREMAMENTE importante na luta em que partcicipou
2026-09-03 22:48:23
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sdogomes
Oséias Gomes :
Bestie eu tô VICIADO isso não é chocolate é uma experiência 🤩😍
2026-09-04 00:54:47
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alinecdaily
alinecdaily :
Eu prestei vestibular para jornalismo por que eu achava o máximo ela viajando o mundo todo
2026-09-03 23:13:58
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nabaulaluaban
ana naba :
Nossa eterna espiã sensual
2026-09-04 01:32:34
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hadrianopaz
Adriano :
Menina, como você fala bonito, dicção perfeita, de uma elegância ímpar. Não tem como não ficar preso no seu assunto. Parabéns. Sabe, estou me inspirando em você. Grande abraço.
2026-09-03 23:24:26
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ocamiverso
ocamiverso :
bestie alem de oculos, chocolates e excelentes histórias vc tb ama xicaras e canecas neee? 💕✨✨✨
2026-09-04 01:34:18
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blau.schuh
Blau :
Amei (menos a parte que menciona a idade da Glória Maria em um tributo a ela)
2026-09-04 09:26:56
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milena_mio
Milena :
Espero um dia poder ser pelo menos 5% do que Gloria Maria foi
2026-09-04 14:57:16
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gustavoosilvama
Gustavo Silva :
Pra mim a ida dela foi a maior perda para a televisão e para o mundo. Eu não consigo dimensionar o quanto eu amava essa mulher mesmo sem a conhecer pessoalmente.
2026-09-04 00:02:54
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gioaltomar
gio altomar :
Mtooooooooo foda!!!!
2026-09-04 01:05:55
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isaiasaugusto_
Isaías Augusto :
A maior
2026-09-04 03:23:24
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cintiaopaula
Cíntia de Paula :
Faz sobre a minha musa Whitney Houston e seu enorme talento, mesmo que conturbado, por favor!
2026-09-03 23:31:20
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