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RJ 12/06/1989 Monday – Valentine’s day Here I am, in Noah’s Ark, at the end (or start) of a deluge. It’s been raining NONSTOP since Saturday night. Flamengo’s match was postponed because the stadium was like a swamp. I didn’t even leave the flat yesterday to buy cigarettes afraid I’d drown. This city is really…

RJ 10/06/1989 Saturday Well, let’s do the warm up so we can hear the news. Everyone went to Friburgo in the morning but I didn’t want to go. Keyla came here and we went to the market to buy oranges and potatoes for me. Then we went to the saloon for her to get her…

RJ 07/06/1989 Gustavo, Gustavo, Gustavo, Gustavo, Gustavo, Gustavo, Gustavo, Gustavo, Gustavo, Gustavo, Gustavo, Gustavo, Gustavo, Gustavo, Gustavo, Gustavo, Gustavo, Gustavo, Gustavo, Gustavo, Gustavo, Gustavo, Gustavo, Gustavo, Gustavo, Gustavo, Gustavo, Gustavo, Gustavo, Gustavo, Gustavo, Gustavo, Gustavo, Gustavo, Gustavo, Gustavo, Gustavo, Gustavo, Gustavo, Gustavo, Gustavo, Gustavo,Gustavo, Gustavo, Gustavo, Gustavo, Gustavo, Gustavo, Gustavo, Gustavo, Gustavo, Gustavo, Gustavo, Gustavo,…

RJ 09/06/1989 Friday – Gynaecologist visit Fred had a motorbike accident and we didn’t have English class on Wednesday. He showed up today with a bandaged hand and a limp. Marta took an orange and sweets (she didn’t have any apples at home) and put it on his table. It was funny. I learned that…

RJ 06/06/1989 Tuesday I bumped into Keyla on my way to Brasas and we caught up, we took the same bus to Saens Peña. She said Gustavo asked about me every day last week but I won’t call him again and I’m going to FORGET HIM! I seem to like him more every day… SHIT!…