Rio de Janeiro. One day, I will go back. I will take both gondolas on Sugarloaf Mountain, visit as many beaches as possible (though maybe with a blindfold), watch a soccer game at Maracana, ride the trolly in Santa Teresa, pay an old man who drives a boat to take us to the Christ statue and feed the cutest monkeys ever some bananas. Oh, and eat nothing but meat on a sword, açaí, and rice and black beans. One day . . .
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