Tag Archives: Nostalgia


A week ago as I walked besides the still-not-entirely-closed off sewer stream in Rocinha, the favela where I’ve been living in Rio de Janeiro, a truck approached. Bamboo stalks and palm fronds filled the bed of the truck. Several young … Continue reading

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Flashback BBQ

Everywhere, it seems, is an hour and a half public transportation-adventure away from me. This September, by the time Tally, who was visiting Rio, and I arrived at the churrasco in Vigário Geral funk melody was pumpin. “They used to play … Continue reading

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