I nearly cycled into a fellow bipedalist this evening. I also nearly bumped into a car. I nearly got in at the annual
FK Samba de Janeiro Party. And I nearly threw myself at the feet of a man very likely twice my age. But what
a handsome charismatic man. Had I been ten years older I would have thrown myself at his feet naked.
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Calling people on the inside usually helps, and who is this mysterious, charismatic old man?
Was he wearing red robes and a red pointy hat, a golden staff in his hands and in the company of black men with lipsticked lips? ;)
Clicking links usually helps to identify. And I would like to note that the whole throwing myself at his feet thing is a slight exaggeration, I merely wanted to point out I was impressed.
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