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About Sao Paulo

Now, *White Material* kicks in my head—“Fear is a weapon.” She ain’t scared, but me? I’m thinkin’, “Am I pushin’ my luck here?” Cargo’s one thing—girls like her? Whole other game. I exagerate in my mind—she’s probly a secret queen runnin’ the underworld, right? Ha! I toss her a wad of bills—more than she asked. “Keep it,” I say, “you’re worth it.” She laughs, “Big spender, huh?” Sarcasm drips—love that.

Exploring Unknown Horizons

The river, Rio da Vida, cuts the city in two. Its calm reflects a side of Eusebio that’s almost poetic. I’ve had nights when I'd sit by the edge, thinking "We all got a job to do" (a nod to Zero Dark Thirty again, 'cause these words remind me of action). The sound of water, wind, and my own thoughts, that’s my zen.

Eusebio Leal, who oversaw the restoration of Old Havana, Cuba, dies at 77