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Fabricio Inácio Olímpio Barcelos
Filho da Juliana do Tiramba
01-01-2004
03-09-2024
Nome da Mãe: Juliane Aparecida Olímpio
Nome do Pai: Marcio Silva de Barcelos
Endereço: Rua 04, Cojan
Cidade: Papagaios
A família com pesar comunica seu falecimento e informa que seu corpo será velado no dia 03/09/2024 no Velório Municipal de Papagaios às 16:00 horas, e seu sepultamento acontecerá ás 22:00 horas no Cemitério Municipal Inocêncio Gomes Ribeiro de Papagaios.

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