Rio de Janeiro Hooker

Rio de Janeiro Hooker.
Feb 28.

We got moving late today.  It is a zoo in this tiny little house with a dog, a cat, Csilla, Cash, and Irmante and I sleeping on mattresses in the corridor.

It was hot…about 39 Celsius today…so we had a sweaty wake-up.  Cash took Irmante and I downtown to look at the area and the market, and I wanted to see a Rio de Janeiro hooker or two.  And, wow, there were some dandies.  I really like ugly hookers.  I appreciate them.  Anyone can be a pretty Rio de Janeiro hooker.  But to be an ugly Rio de Janeiro hooker, you have your work cut out for you.  So, I am a huge fan.  Root for the underdog!  We saw a hooker right away who was pretty and she had really nice pink lipstick.  I told Cash, “This is no good.  Show me the ugly ones!”

We picked up some supplies for the little store Cash and Csilla run.  Then Irmante and I headed into Rio from the favela to buy some groceries and we ended up drinking beer, which really got me in the mood to party. We came back to Csilla and Cash’s so that Irmante could cook dinner while we drank beer.  We had a feast, but something went into my eye in a gust.  It was traumatic and it took a long time to work it out.  ‘Things in eye’ can really spoil party mode…