A quiet start to 2019, once we took in one more Ilhabela beach and spent about 7 hours trying to get across the sea and back to São Paulo... I'm back to work, as is Gaby as of yesterday. Returned to football extremely out of shape and somehow managed to score at will anyway. Valente has a new box to destroy. Very hot. Lots of washing.
I've made a new compilation, and my phrase of the week is a palindrome which translates, non-palindromically, as "Help me, I have gotten on the bus in Morocco". Your extra reading material this week is this rather depressing article on millennials and their ways.
Speak soon!
Fred-a Kahlo
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