Photos have been published in the Brazilian Magazine  "O Samba Pede Passa Gem" 




On the seventh and last day of Carnival,

While wishing my feet could fly,


I saw her sitting

on a rock,

Legs crossed

High heels shoes

A sexy panther dress

and one long glove

covered with diamonds.


Later, I learned she was hiding long,

self inflincted scars.

She had done it in jail so she could get out


Two wonderful friends

Lent us a house far away from the city,

near nature, next to a river. We moved there,

full of joy at the thought of freedom.

A dear friend of mine, Michel, came from Paris.

He cooked us the most delicate and beautifuly

presented food which we happily ate after working.