Thursday, May 23, 2013


Inappropriately grabbed by putas led to finding me finding Filhos de Gandhi (Sons of Gandhi) afro-brazilian dance school and religious movement.  Oh, the rains of Rio.  Far stranger than the rains in Afrika.  But such biz led me to inappropriately smoking cloves in the back of the bus passing through Ipanema, and back to Copacabana. Oh, Brazil, always an enigma.

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