Eleventh day

I am here, 5am, sleepless.

I think about the "Rodoanel" in São Paulo. The only place I had peace in my days  when I lived in São Paulo. Drive on the Rodoanel was amazing, was fun and remembered me my life in Brasília.

Just a thought in the middle of the night. 

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