Had a rather chilled-out week including a stroll round the cemetery next door on the Day of the Dead (it was packed with folks sweeping graves, putting down flowers and setting fire to an entire supporting wall with commemorative candles, which I assumed was a Day of the Dead tradition and not just straight-up arson), a couples' night out in the Zona Leste on Friday night (attached is a photo of the men, striking very manly poses), a visit to an outlet outside Campinas on Saturday for a burger in a shipping container, and a family lunch on Sunday with Gaby's grandparents.
Et maintenant: I've made a rather low-key compilation, and the phrase of the week - "another five hundred" - means "another story altogether". The saying originated in arcane Portuguese legislation (unlike another English equivalent, "a whole other kettle of fish", which is totally straightforward).
Speak soon!
Fredator
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