ocassionally you wake up from a kind of reverie and you realize that what you´re seeing is completely insane. eyes filled with sequins and fantasias. the glittering mask is pulled off and you feel you don´t know what´s real any more.
llamas, mariachis, demons, angels, prostitutes, hearts and diamonds, toys, balloons, knights and princesses, frenzied, jiggling to the beat of samba, singing the song, pressed against the fence, gathering up the energy to explode into the ring, dazzle and amaze.
fireworks crackle for ever on the sky, three thousand bodies keep moving, pushing, dancing, smiling as if for the last time. everything shimmers, pulsates, lives and dies.
the crowds go crazy, the mulattas are out, doing their thing, the alegoria got stuck under the bridge but no matter, more bodies come from everywhere, more colour, dancing, panic, more dancing, bring the bahianas, bring the bananas, bring the superheroes, bodies everywhere. the carro moves! heavens opens, glisten in the water, rivers of bodily fluids, laughing, running, more glitter, more rain.
samba, move your feet, hearbeat fast, into the night.
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