The average Brazilian reads 1.4 books a year, which is my Critica, my publisher here, brings me to a communal library in a favela, 2 hours away from Paulista. The audience is amazing, including baby, and one dog. The questions about the relation of race and drugs policies put me out of my usual comfort zone. This is what I like about Brazil, and especially about Sao Paulo.

The dog had left by then. It had gotten bored. No meat on the table!  

The dog had left by then. It had gotten bored. No meat on the table!