Last shots of the Samba land
The fairies crowded at the ceiling of the restaurant Luciano brought us were all hanging on thin strings, casting shadows with an allegorical air under the candle light.
A relaxing dinner afterall. Danny's boyish expression when he explored the toys by artists was kept in digital form in my camera. The night was orange, in contrast to the more colourful local stores and shanty town.
After all, how far does globalisation reach the people? I forgot I was on the opposite spot of the planet.
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i am listening to a beautiful song
i am writing a nice note to mr.nice
i am drowning in the dark sea of coca-cola
i am exploring a whole a new wrold
best wishes to my best-ever colleague
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