Serene beaches and a delicate mist moving out over the mountains. Rio was seductive, almost elusive,unparraled beauty contrasted with the cold black tickle of violence, danger and deceipt..
Cariocas roam the city like ants on a picnic blanket - every person walks with a swift pace..Rio was dirty, beautiful...sexy.


With sin around every corner, God is a sign of enduring strength - temptation leads excess and excess is something the locals of Rio de Janeiro no nothing about. Lust is gospel here and the one thing the locals will not deny themselves - to love is to be rich in the eyes of one another.