Wednesday, December 30, 2009

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Right and its side

Being a decent human being implies some duties. One is to try to always do right, no matter how much you will be disappointed and all that you will lose.
A story: Whenever someone starts a lie it increases, increases and an hour you will be involved in most of it.
I did what was right, but do not think I was rewarded. I did what I could, but stopped doing what he wanted. I gave up a dream, and what was received in exchange barbs and insults.
I hear all the complaints but do not have the same right.
I chose to live in the half light, to let others make their choices and they regret or celebrate the success.
I chose to be a decent person, but that does not mean that I chose to be happy.

Tuesday, December 29, 2009

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Eve Arnold, 1954, Havana, Magnum Agency


To Make Routine a Stimulus
Remember it can cease -
Capacity to Terminate
Is a Specific Grace -
Of Retrospect the Arrow
That power to repair
Departed with the Torment
Become, alas, more fair -

Emily Dickinson, 1871


That had been a heavy day. Mary got out of bed in the very hour, at half past six in the morning, the time that your eyes have become accustomed. Trained, they opened up unexpectedly, thirty seconds before the alarm sounds. Her husband was snoring at his side, arrived drunk the night before. Mary was not a woman to curl up, looked around and stood up very quickly. After the morning routine movements, which she mechanically, like a little robot, left for work, leaving her husband and children for breakfast on the table. Walking to work was a pleasant routine.


Mary likes the smell of the city by tomorrow, she feel cool, people walk around with cold - it will warm, think, rubbing his hands in arms. At dawn, a light rain fell, and Maria was happy, because even more like the smell of the city after the rain. "There's nothing like the wet asphalt," he thought. The city met with the bath desirable, as is to be clean, free of annoying odors, pumping in concrete. Mary is an urban woman, was born in the midst of her town and never left. Do not know live without this heat, this emotion, these colors and these sounds.


That day Mary felt the life come apart. He walked calmly and at work, the routine took care of his day. Throughout the day, Maria had no time to think of the drunken husband, children, in financial trouble. Not thought of them not for being too busy, but being too tired. Mary just wanted a few days to themselves, without having to think that things will turn up, but feel the changes. Leaving work, she decided not go straight home, as he did every day. He stopped at a bar next to the service and asked for a shot of rum. There were two or three: head down, Maria thought of a lost freedom, feelings of past and future already promises infinite feelings. Paid the bill with a twenty, adjusting the sleeve of her dress, then to rise. Not reeling and showed no signs of intoxication. When he arrived home, Mary found her husband sleeping in the same position he had left the morning, as if that day - so heavy! - Had not existed. He was sleeping with the feeling of having dreamed.





stolen from Diazepam, text by December 2008, but that reminds me of my present self.

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THREE BY FOUR: THEMATIC REVIEW OF PHOTOGRAPHY BRAZILIAN


This work was done in memory of my grandfather Helio Mattos that by the end of that year went to live in heaven. I leave here my heartfelt kiss, the doll china doll to the clay.

To thank its realization:

When my gold mine: my mother and father for everything.

TO Mariana Salazar dear sister and friend and teacher John Urban, thank you for caring family and needed help

I also thank Luiz Carlos Felizardo, for his generosity and willingness.

By Mark Beccari and Giovana Ruaro, by occasional contributions.

IASA Monique, the constant companionship and shared despair.

Message To the masters Mario Júnior, José Carlos Fernandes, Myriam Del Vecchio, Carlos Rocha, Toni Scharlau André Vieira and Paul Campbell and helpful for any help.

By guiding Osvaldo Santos Lima, wise tips.

To friends Julia Guedes, Chico Tides, by its revisions to providenciais.Também Renata Ortega, Cecilia Pimenta dos Santos Dalane
and "trainees around the world. "

By stimulating also thank our colleagues in the Communications Department, UFPR, Dr. Marcelo Robles Ishi, by Fernando Peña and Lucinha Mion.

To friends and family not mentioned, but no less important.

And last but not least, to John Williams for all the love, affection, and support.


EXCERPT:


3.2 Segmentation Targeting

We can not treat photography magazines, but not before some detail the concept of segmentation. For Mira, the segmentation of the magazines is the result of what David Harvey calls a comprehensive manner, "flexible accumulation", ie, the new model that gradually replaced the Fordism after the crisis 1973 oil. "The years of crisis ensejariam technological innovations, financial, organizational and marketing, all aimed at easing" (MIRA, 2001 p148). This is the complete opposite of the production designed by Ford, from the early twentieth century. The Fordism was slow, heavy, structured and was based more on production for large masses on a large scale. With the relaxation, it would be possible to meet more specific demands.

The segmentation process in the area of \u200b\u200bserials, however, will only occur in a systematic way from the early 90's when there's a huge increase in acceleration and the number of magazines. "A veritable avalanche of publications packing the stands. In the Brazilian market was talk in 1997 of at least 1130 different titles. The same applies, as we know, in countries around the world "(MIRA, 2001, p. 213).

Marília Scalzo said the most common types of segmentation are given by gender, age, geography and theme. And within those cuts, you can still see the "Segmentation Targeting"

For example, from the audience of parents of children, it is possible to produce magazines for parents, for mothers, for mothers of babies, for mothers of twin babies, for mothers of babies twins who live in Sao Paulo ... You can expand and narrow your list to get to very small groups - and if we go to extreme to reach each individual. (SCALZO, 2003, p. 49)

In the world of magazines surveyed, it is remarkable diversity of types and target audiences, and this nuance can be noted clearly. There are magazines to black and white photograph ( B & W is an example), magazines for amateur photographers (like Super Photo Practice ); magazine for professional photographers (as NDP ), magazines that highlight the photographic equipment (such as Shoot Better ); magazines about photography as a form of expression (as Camera Swiss); magazines on photography theory (the academic Images is edited at the University of Campinas), magazines for collectors of photography (the Focus U.S. focuses its efforts in that type of player), magazines for entrepreneurs in the business of photography (as Fhox or Photos ); etc.

"Magazines have the ability to reaffirm the identity of specific interest groups, often functioning as a kind of card access to them" (SCALZO, 2003). In the world of photography magazines is no different: each one establishes himself as a kind of interest of a reader, even if the universe photo-loving-you-buy-magazines is not as large or comprehensive as other genres Publication as female or male teen. Or even that is not comparable to other market segmentation and business magazines or sports. Even less concerned, the market for photography magazines shows that the segmentation can be the key for success in the commercial world of magazines.

But it is important that the public journal that addresses a potential consumer has. "Before the market, where were the women, blacks and retirees? Of course, they existed but had not expressed his difference from other segments. "(MIRA, 2001, p 214)

Moreover, we must" understand what are the trends that are emerging and which ones may be reflected in new titles "(SCALZO, 2003, p.50). Well, of course, must have a publication, and advertisers, readers that support it in this world of newsstands jammed with titles and signatures increasingly advantageous to the consumer.


On December 9, 2009, I graduated journalist. Without these luxuries diploma (which only comes on 23 April), I actually graduated (and footnote 10) to appear before Board of Assessment - made by my supervisor Prof. Ms. Santos Osvaldo Lima and teachers invited Prof. Dr. Myriam Del Vecchio and Prof. Ms. Paulo Henrique Camargo - the work of completion Three by Four: Revista Brasileira Focus Photography. Thanks again to all who accompanied me on this slow and difficult journey, 2009. And those, by far, cheered for me. Still not sure what to do when receiving my diploma, but I know that prepares 2010 delicious surprises, surprising news, a lot of change, joy, prosperity and new air. Everything needed.


Sunday, December 27, 2009

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Do not open the door

Sit down beside me and watch the scenery .... your left you will find a large room and clear Christmas ornaments: one tree shy around the plasma TV with lights and blue ribbons. In each of the large leather sofas intact, there is none. The smell coming from the kitchen until you can hypnotize a moment, but you will soon get discouraged when we find a table of 10 seats where only one white candle and a dishwasher half resting at that gleaming light.
You were not invited, but does not feel excluded because nobody will pay a visit to Mary this Christmas night.
At the stroke of midnight and stylish young blonde walking the house down praying all the prayers you know. Without lighting a single light to it at the beginning of its long marble staircase and remembers each of his bruises, and cry that was required to engoloir.
Mary has chosen that this Christmas would be totally different, no war, no moodiness, no beatings. With its serene
company, Mary spent Christmas alone. Ceiou alone and turned off the lights of your Christmas tree without presents at 2 am.
Lying, Mary realized that there was no better gift than peace.

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

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Without my morning

not know how to explain what happens. Sleeping up empty and full is a sensation that made my body deceptively dawn and restless sleeper.

I can not look back, not thinking about the future (which now seems far too much) what I want is no longer within my reach. And what emerges but not anesthetized before effect on my body and / or mind.

In the midst of thousands of people walking around me I found myself alone, I felt alone and cry alone. With a lump in my throat I felt the air ball up and trying to rip out my nostrils. With burning eyes I felt anger and love mixed with feelings of ecstasy.

not always have control over me crazy, but these reactions do not understand me today with the nerves to the skin.

not try to fool me or lie about anything, because the only certainty that comes to mind is that the taste of the madness is too sweet to be left out, and willingness to dream once again is the only thing that can keep me alive.

Saturday, November 21, 2009

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I hate the way you look at me, how they judge me and force me away with that.
I hate you for bringing my dream with you and for leaving me alone in a way that was not mine.
I hate the way my life has taken, and above all, I hate the way I did lie.
I do not hate you just for taking my one true desire away, I hate you for trying, every day, keep me from my peace.
The hate myself for not caring and the ease with which I left out.
I hate not being chosen, and I hate to collect the leftovers that keep me alive and healthy.
But above all I hate myself.
By loving unconditionally, for pretending not to see his apathy, by disguising its unwillingness to me.
I hate myself so much for not stop loving you and knowing that each passing day, my love grows, solidifies, roots.
The scar you left in my chest burns sporadically but their pain is so strong and violent, which leads me to a happy past. And then throws me a gift full of anguish, pain and sacrifice.
I hate her so much, but I hate more, knowing that I'll love you forever.

Saturday, November 14, 2009

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I dreamin 'the dream

I feel guilty for being so unhappy where I am. That does not mean I do not like to be alive or what I do, it just means that I do not feel more complete as before.

It is very difficult to see a dream go down the drain and you do not have enough strength to grab it and hold all of time for a little longer.

I do not want to dream the dreams but do not feed our minds to prepare for the painful loss of everything you ever wanted.

I struggled to achieve what he wanted but everything was gone too fast.

And the people I met this little while, are the only things that make me sure that nothing was in vain.

I've tried thousands of ways to write I feel, what I felt and what still happens to me every time I look at the back of the empty car that became my life.

But I can only remember the times I cried in agony and despair under the gaze of strangers. From the time I lacked sufficient forces to move up another step or lift his hand.

Spend more once everything is like reliving a nightmare from which you run and fight while they soak in sweat.

is like entering a lost battle and use all their energy trying to win.

And then I feel completely taken by the guilt of failing to take full advantage of the experience I'm having. What happens to me, is that some part of my brain is defective?

I had never experienced these two sensations together: happiness and sadness, mixed and intensified, as if I became bipolar, as it did not feel anything more than that. Once hidden, since the surface.

I can not look to the future without thinking of how everything could be different.

Friday, November 13, 2009

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Loneliness or Solitude

Some people I know has a horror of being alone.
afraid and do not like to feel lonely.
I'm not like that. Like, I love people.
I also like being alone. To be alone with me.
I like my company and need to be alone sometimes.
I enter into communion with myself. And do not feel the void of loneliness.
feel the fullness and harmony of my body, my mind with the environment.
feel the symphony of my silence.
I feel strong and I rejoin.

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

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I take care of my mother 84 years and can state that children and the elderly are troublesome.
A job worth! There may be better way of gratitude to those who gave me life?
Funny thing is that now I began to see clearly the "exchange" unconscious emotional between us two.
My mother is the mirror of my mortality. It is wisdom. It is the story of my life in the eyes of another generation. My connection with the past and the future.
is where I'm walking.
I am the echo of her youth. The source of joy and energy. I'm your connection to the future.
With that we both won.
know better about the past and gain wisdom to deal with our future.

Saturday, November 7, 2009

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I need to believe?

Sometimes I wonder how many times do I make this same question?
Sometimes I just want the answer is not vague. Or to accept, finally, the truth.
When will I feel that strange and sudden I burst into tears, put my hands inside neck and undo that knot that tightens my chest, something prevents me weird.
For some reason I can not, for some strange reason I do not cry. Not out. Because even though I'm broken inside, outside I'm full.
As much as I think you can not stand, I stand.
As much as I do not want to be there, I'm intact.
It's that kind of evil that you know exists, that you but do not scare you away. It is the feeding and starvation that kills you, what makes you sick and you cure, what is and walks away. Not the paradox is real and confusing.
believe that their destiny is solitude makes you bitter makes you tough on everyone and everything. I do not know when, or how I've changed. I'm different and that does not mean I'll stop looking out the window as it rains and wondering what might happen to me.
I may change again tomorrow or maybe not. What does it matter? Who cares?
Living is not easy, requires courage and constant struggle to give up but never a part of me, and I can not believe I'm so weak

Friday, November 6, 2009

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Wednesday, November 4, 2009

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I have to give good advice here: if you just met a guy, got him a few times and is already beginning to imagine your wedding day and the name of their children, stop now and listen to me! The next time you find it, try to surreptitiously find out how your belly.




If muscular, shapely, six-pack 'style', run! Start running now and only stop when you're at a safe distance. It's cold, go for me.



real good man must compulsorily bear a belly of beer. If not, sucks. I'm referring to those who, for not putting the physical beauty above all (as do the damn metrosexuals), cultivating a pancinha just adorable. These, rather, are to keep around. And I say why.



You never see a man taking his shirt barrigudinho inside a nightclub and dancing like an idiot on the counter. If do, is to do for class and grace will probably be funny, really. Already the 'six pack' will do this hoping that all women fall in love with the room - and I'm sorry for that fall.

When sitting in a pub on a hot afternoon, guess what obese asked to drink? Beer! Or coke, that's fine too. But you never see them asking for juice. Or, worse yet, a glass with ice, to drink a mixture of vodka with `pathetic clight 'who brought home.



And you will not be informed about how many calories are in your glass of beer, because they do not know nor care about this information. And in the category food, men with stomachs do not want to leave.



You will never hear a ah, love, `Quarter 'is nice, but you could prove a` McSalad' with coconut water.

Never! These men understand that if they are not in perfect shape all the time, you need not be. Again, I repeat: it is not exaggeration to reach the total nursing and condensed milk in tin every day! But here and there a back fat will not kill a relationship. If he knows how to cook, then, bingo!

found great luck, my friend. He will do for you all the delights she knows, and never twist nose when you repeat the dish. Instead, be happy.



Another fundamental thing:

barrigudinhos Men are comfortable!

Try to get the ironing board and lay upon it. For this is the feeling of lying down on the chest of a muscular beast. Terrible!

Gostoso is even fit on the shoulder of a cute, that is comfort. And at bedtime for conchinha then? It seems that the belly fits nicely on our back, and is sensational.

Men with belly are not snooty or arrogant, or owners of the world.

They know winning ways by women that exceed the physical barrier. And they learned to talk, to be humorous, they use their eyes and smile to conquer. That's why I say that men who know how to do a tummy happy woman.

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

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rains very, very much in Victoria over a week.
We have about ten thousand homeless.
People who lost everything they had.
My feelings at that moment, I confess are antagonistic.
explain better. On one side
sadness, compassion, solidarity with those people who are suffering so much. On the other hand
joy, gratitude to God for being in a situation privileged. I have warm and secure home for me and my family.
And it is exactly for that much I know that I am already gathering donations for the homeless.
need to share, more than ever.
's my way of thanking God.

Monday, November 2, 2009

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Affairs of the heart must be treated with kindness and gentleness.
confess that sometimes I was unkind to me when things were the matter of the heart.
The flame of love is a mystery. Knowing exactly how, when it rises or goes out is difficult. And the whys are also difficult.
often selfishly wanted extend only a flame that burned within me.
wanted to extend that love at all costs.
is difficult to accept the "disaffection".
And just at this moment is that he saw something wrong with me.
And I had just called off by blaming the other.
blaming me, it was hardly gentle, generous, gentle with me. With my amor.Com my ability to love and be loved.
Nothing was wrong with me.
just was not meant to be.
And only time has chosen the right time for me to reveal the whys.

Sunday, November 1, 2009

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Simplicity always fascinated me.
It can see things and people precious and true.
long empty and spotlight away from what is simple.
Simplicity is true.
Only simple and simplicity against wisdom and I'm happy.
Simple as that!

Saturday, October 31, 2009

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First I must apologize for the moments of absence.
Several reasons have left me some time without postar.E caused others to leave the answer box only hear from me. None of them however
me away from loved ones who met here and became part of my life. You are
especiais.E let me say I love you!
Thanks for all the warmth, always.
Longing many. I
back slowly ....
Full of Light.

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

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Love lives in many ways, is expressed in different ways and wants nothing in return. But I see love in another way, or perspective so if they want to name.

He lives on the skin of a sly cat, that when you feel alone in a cold house, runs toward overcoming all obstacles. A wily feline

seeking his lap, his hands, his affection and attention.

Smart and agile he snuggles up to overwhelm that moment of his life. You stick, stroke, puts everything that is best at that time.

He remains there, intact, as long as necessary. And when you think the animal that was there turned into a marble statue and tries to move it in another direction. He clings to the nail stewardship and stability. Stroking his hand with his nose cold.

Exactly at this point you have already been taken by the trust, by feeling, by necessity, and even the vanity. But

pussy gets scared, or just realize that it does not satisfy him as before, and leaves as it began. Suddenly

yet astute and responsive, it drifts away from his hands, his affection rejects and ignores her call. He does not recognize as your need more room and run over, panting.

By jumping out the window, the cat did not even turn his head to tell him goodbye. He leaves, while you remain motionless and nauseating in its place.

Just because the nature of this cat does not allow the complicity required to remain there for long, or perhaps because their happiness does not deserve to live for eternity.

THE END

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

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I believed I could love. I thought you'd complete me the way they promised.

forgot our age difference, our geographical distance, our tastes secret but most of all, I forgot also suspicious.

I gave myself to you as never done with another person. I told him my biggest secret I shared with you my wishes and in return got a bunch of lies, fake smiles frets.

And yet I do not stop even a minute to think about everything I said, without mentioning her eyes and her smile loose.

And when I sleep I still see your way kid looking for me, I hear his voice whispering in my ear vows of love, that will never be fulfilled, I feel your hand while looking for my walk side by side.

And now when I find myself alone I can not remember how I was before you. And start believing that you might have been my first love.


Tuesday, September 22, 2009

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I graduated I'm (kinda) back

Not to say that this blog has died completely, I go back home to let them (this means s is doubtful) a text-report that I gather and wrote with my dear friend Monique Iasa ( of carelessness ) for a matter of college. It also has a photo essay of mine. Not our best, you know, but I think it was cool and worthy of space. When I returned from a trip that very strange is the work of completion, I would more often post my rants and ravings.
in midtown

curitibanas Few are so much Paula. Gray from head to foot, light in the early hours of the day when the sun is seen. There's no hurry, Paula lives slowly. Frozen in time. In the morning, has an air of lady - and shake a bit during the afternoon to the evening, remember that nobody agreed that way.


Street Paula Gomes is a lovely contradiction. Located in the historic center of Curitiba, home of the city, is close to everything - Praça Tiradentes, Mueller Shopping Center, Town Square on December 19, Largo da Ordem - but retains a quiet rhythm of old Curitiba.


Lino de Barros, former owner of the Hummingbird restaurant, says that since 1972, the year he started his business, nothing has changed - but everything was transformed. 37 years ago, there was no shopping, no offices, trade was with other grocery stores, and grocery sales. Now the trade is flea markets dominated by what the "Portuguese", is known as Lino, thinks the end of the surroundings.


Every Saturday feijoada has the Beija-Flor. The restaurant is located on the corner with Matthew Helm and, in addition to serving lunch, meets his regulars for the football games and beer accompanied by little patch. In the 70's, the restaurant was packed every day of the week - the city center was filled with factories and was "in" Portuguese that the workers would eat.


Both time it was different until Street Sense was different - instead of going from neighborhood to downtown San Francisco, was the other way. And therein lies the charm of the street, subtle and lovingly realized by those who are there every day, keeping the small and concentrated among the faithful street commerce Duque de Caxias and Matthew Helm, a butcher, two sewing stores, three bookstores, a restaurant , a printer, some law firms, a music conservatory, an appliance repair shop, a center of accordion lessons (the best of Brazil, said the board), a course of manipulation and movement of dangerous things (!) a hotel, a magazine stand, a shop selling old machines to write, where the owner, John Arley, never tires of enjoying the peace of the neighborhood - that may change but leave as an inheritance the same ports, the same establishments, the same identity of their worn cobblestones by time.


The Butcher Saint Paula Garcia is on for 31 years. He's had three owners: the founder was Valdemar Armelin, the middle one called Holy, hence the name, and the third is Claudio Sinon. When cutting small pieces of meat that probably will turn into juicy steaks on the table of the lady who waits for the request, Claudio assures know most of their customers due to loyalty. They come from all over the city as Oscar Salazar, 'your' Oscar, who lived there close in May 13. With the new times, moved farther away, but stopped buying beef "in Claudius, even for Gaucho as he is the best steak in town.


A little further up, there when Paula Gomes Parnaíba crosses, close to the Manoel Ribas, the houses have nice face, decorated gates to open the lock, with shapes of flowers and leaves and colors white, green and brown. A coladinha in the other as the road descends toward the center. Gradually, small residential buildings are emerging, thing four or five floors. The facade of one of them Lauro Correia da Silva considers every morning when he puts his nose out the door and gets to sweep the fallen leaves on the sidewalk. Lauro is one of the buildings Porter Paula twelve years and six months ago has a new companion for the morning work: it is Edna Santana, janitor of the building opposite, who sweeps the street six times a week and always at eight in the morning, because otherwise "looks like a corridor of leaf."


Vera Lucia, a few blocks later, calls the evening of Paula. He says it's dangerous. The bar in front of the house sewing Vera (The Torto, famous for sidewalk tables and the fried dumplings) are on vacation. She suspects the reason alleged by the owner of rest, for Vera, he wanted to give it some time in the concentration of drunks who hang out amazing the parish. The couture house, which needs to be closed up to 18h (security issue), Vera sees now and then, either sitting on the sidewalk drunk Paula empty at night, or hear the assaults on the court, therefore, the Duke of Caxias. But this weekend is over, even when the staff comes through malicious drunk the Largo da Ordem, she says. When is early, around ten, and The Crooked is full, it is more peaceful and enlightened. The bar, incidentally, is elected by Dani Ribeiro as one of the coolest beer to go. The street is nice, the staff is on the sidewalk, has pool and close to everything. The Crooked Something has to fill with people like that.


Marginality Paula's not enough to be a chronic problem, but it bothers. For Claudius the Butcher, has been worse when the region was full pension. Today, for him, who brings more mess are the same bars. Brexi claims of the Portuguese who thinks only those who sell clothing is a thief of clothesline. Daniel Rodriguez and his mother had just arrived from Sao Paulo directly to Paula and did a week that had opened a thrift store. The goal of both is "spawn" the old clothes and work with only the couture. Among silks, sequins and glitter, he says the low price of renting the space outweighs the danger of robberies: Paula is better than other parts of the city center. Probably, Lino will look crooked to the store of Daniel, but do not worry too much because he says that this type of establishment opens and closes in an instant. One year is the period of bankruptcy or change of owner aware that the Portuguese to provide spaces for Paula.


is also curious the end of Paula. She just snuggle Riachuelo, which is known for selling antique furniture (and by night, by their seductive girls). On one hand, the controversial naked man and his wife Paula observe our attention. Another, Eternal Praise the board announces the establishment's self-titled Evangelical Mercadão selling CDs of religious music. Side, the Evangelical Shop offers songs recorded by Shalom Records, plus plenty of fashion for couples, teenagers and children evangelical.