Sao Paulo. This black and white picture hides the grime of the city nicely. I spent most of my time in this city running from bus station to bus station or from bus station to airport... so I don't have many good memories about it. I did cry when I left it for Lima, Peru, though because it meant I was going home! I left my heart in Brasil.
People pretend they don’t know anything about imagination, about how “it operates” (as if it were a machine), about what it can do, about where it can go, about how it can take them into new territory. They feign ignorance. -Jon Rappoport