festa no brasil on a dark, gloomy day in singapore where i was pondering how fucking quickly life has passed, and how i missed so many integral moments of the closest friends in my life after moving to the us (including the first homie in my life i know having a kid) this was very welcome hermes trismegisto escreveu was peak.. funk? rock? samba? all of the above? xica da silva was next favorite pretty sure camisa 10 da gavea is about a footy player. whistles go crazy. and my heart ACHES for the day i can finally head to brazil. for some reason i've always felt a strange affinity to brazil since i was young and i thought rio was a bird. perhaps it had to do with the fact that half of the chickens in singapore are imported from brazil, as i've discovered with daniel
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