Back to Salvador de Bahia. What a thrill to meet it again, so sensual, shiny, black… more beautiful than the first time and we also have the good fortune to meet again some friends for one last moqueca with macaxeira and feijoada together.
Back to São Paulo. What impression to meet it again: relentless, ever-changing, cosmopolitan… in a breathless mix of looks, cultures, religions, a strong heart that never stops beating.
A few hours and we can already feel the electrifying air of a fiery sunset, those that penetrate the soul and blind thoughts, already walking toward the sweet rest of the starry night, feebly illuminated by a honey-colored moon…
