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verifiquei que o Programa gerou umaplicativo inesperado chamado [ Bebê.exe ] que ocupamuito espaço no HD.Por outro lado, o [ Esposa1.0] se auto-instala emtodos os outros programas e é carregadoautomaticamente assim que eu abro qualqueraplicativo.Aplicativos como [Cerveja_Com_A_Turma 0.3],[Noite_De_Farra 2.5] ou [ 
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