For as long as I can remember to scour through the world has given me such thirst that I made myself believe it was bound to happen sooner or later. Today I am here soothing that thirst in Brazil and feeding it as well. Maybe this is the beginning of a beautiful relationship between me and this world.
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Thursday, August 18, 2011
On my way to the beach, walking up the hill, everything is normal until this goat starts eating something an inch away from my foot. You have to love Latin America.
On my way to the beach, walking up the hill, everything is normal until this goat starts eating something an inch away from my foot. You have to love Latin America.
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