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I sat on the steps of the MAM museum in Avenida Paulista, and looked at the people… and, I realized that I was in Brasil!

I brought two books on this trip – one is Marcus Aurelius’ “Meditations” which is absolutely brilliant and the other is “Night train to Lisbon” which quotes Marcus Aurelius’ “Meditations”…. The funny the little weird “coincidences" which keep happening…
Or is each element connected to the other to make up what we call our life, although never ever compromising our freedom? I don’t know…