To the Man Who Grabbed My Hair


Rio de Janeiro is a wonderful place during the Carnaval. Foreigners and locals alike come together in loud, colourful street parties, blocos, partying alongside the drummers and more talented dancers until the last of them have disappeared and it’s time to crowd the night clubs and dance the night away. Spontaneous small talk between strangers sprouts out of nowhere; two shirtless guys, both wearing a unicorn horn, high five and continue on their way; the crowd cheers and whistles at a boy and a girl passionately making out in the middle of the parade; the city puts its best foot forward for a weekend of carefree partying and fun in the sun.

But there is another side to it.

Most boys are courteous enough to ask for a kiss, and when you tell them no, some of them might ask again, “just a small one”, but in general they…

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About agogo22

Director of Manchester School of Samba at http://www.sambaman.org.uk
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