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September 4, Leave a comment. Carti,ha you a good, God-fearing, Law-abiding, patriot? This book is not for you.

Although some might consider its content Promethean, this is NOT a nice book. The dusty road, passing a little collection of mud huts, was near Venezuela about 25 kilometers from Yanomami territory. It was at the extreme northern part of Brazil in the State of Roraima. Our titular namesake cut an interesting but not uncommon figure, as he ambled along the unpaved car-path, dodging ruts filled with sewage.

Twenty or more, attached to his belt, protected both of his lean sides from imprudent vampires. The belt held up his shortened trousers.

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A hammock and some books suspended off a small knapsack, and a canteen dangled from that. The hat, he sported, was not the common Brazilian straw variety but had more of a Mexican style to it. The object of his envy was a table supporting a beer.

Two customers adorned the chairs embellishing the plastic table. Enjoying beer and tira-gostos in the shade of a Brazil tree was something the garlic peddler would have loved to experience right then. He put his hand in his pocket and found only enough change for a small lunch and a room. He remembered seeing a couple of trees off the highway, as he entered the town.

It was summer, and he could always tie his hammock to them and buy a beer with the money he saved from room rent. As he tried to make up his mind, he looked down. The rest of his body, however, was still preoccupied cerebrally, and it turned him around in the direction from which he came.

Bumping into a fellow, as he did so, he nearly knocked the man down.

As ;ara was, the jolted man let fall a small sculpture he was carrying. Escaping his pata, the garlic peddler caught the object, before it could fall and break. I was thinking about something and not looking where I was going. Since you saved me from destroying two weeks of arduous labor and good taste, I should show my appreciation.

Care to share a beer with me to smooth my good fortune over your embarrassment? He only knew he was about to enjoy a cold beer, during the dry summer season in equatorial South America. It was nothing short of miraculous that the provider appeared at just the imprimmir moment. Both men set their steps toward the open-air bar to sit among the bright red seeds under the Brazil tree.


As they arrived, they took their plastic seats and let the waiting girl see them do so. And may I use that imprimjr over there?

In Brazil, even a fool can get carttilha beer, and a minute later, a cold Schincariol and two plastic cups sat on the well-scratched plastic table between the two new acquaintances. The local fellow gently set the art object upon the plastic stool the bar maid brought him with the beer. The object was a plastic handcrafted old man and a dog, both naked. How can you sell such a thing?

Existence is not cheap. Unusual for this area. Are you a native?

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I understand I was born in Amazonia. After filling his glass with some beer, the peddler replied. Garlic is the only treatment that works moderately well for all ailments and has no hurtful side-effects. The quacks talk like life-support-systems for drug pamphlets. Particularly if someone or something has to pay for it with their distress. Not easily acquired in Amazonia or here in Roraima.

Have you lived in Brazil all your life? I have met few people here that appreciate intellectual pursuits or ideas. Most do not even know how to pay attention. Brazil will not let me make a decent living, as I do not have a CPF cartilhz a valid identity card.

Today I learned that a tax is soon to be levied on my property here, and it may be way more than I can pay. And, as I said earlier, very poor. I must have killed a thousand or more before returning to the US in Once I had a child here, I knew I was safe, so I remained. I shall par so, until I die.

At the same moment, the peddler got up to use the urinal. The local fellow saw him asking directions from another customer a few seconds later. The other customer chatted with the peddler for a minute or two before releasing him to his bladder relief. The new beer arrived, and the peddler returned shortly thereafter. The peddler waved aside the question and tried to make some small talk, but the local fellow was persistent.

The peddler looked embarrassed and said. I have time to listen and enough money with which to eat and bathe. Substantially wealthier, I was having a few beers right here, at this same bar, under this same tree.

A guy heard I was a gringo and came over to start a conversation. I bought another round and tira-gosto for all four of us. One of the girls had to use the rest room and was complaining that the toilet was not completely private.

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She was trying to get the other girl to go with her to another bar that boasted a more private toilet. Before they left, I made an observation. The peddler laughed out loud and asked.

So, I replied that at one time I did feel shame, and I did indeed still have a sense of shame, somewhere, but, as with those other mental capacities, will-power and cartulha, I forgot where exactly I stowed them. I said I never seemed to be able to find them when they were needed. I said I knew I had plenty of all three of those carhilha forces. They were being saved up someplace, I was certain, since I never used any of them.


The peddler was really laughing hard and asked what happened next, so the wicked fool replied.

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I found myself drinking alone. I saw them from time to time, after that, and they always looked at me strangely but avoided all contact. It was, probably, just to be able to say later that they agreed with the prevailing negative opinion of the gringo. They always seemed to become equally impressed with my strange intellectual manner. I became a fugitivarii, taking much of my peculium with me. I later invented some things worth over a billion dollars per year in the genetic engineering laboratory, I established.

I got some public attention for that. Rothschild took a great deal of my life, and he left me with the idea that he wanted the rest of it. I left the ZSA in because I did not want to assist another Rothschild genocide by allowing that fiendish family et al.

When you make plans you paint a picture in your mind of your dream. As that dream manifests into reality, somehow, a lens is placed over the painting in your mind. Sometimes the picture proves true and sometimes a bizarre rendition bearing no resemblance to the original appears. Somebody followed me into Roraima.

Inthey blew my plane up on the banks of the Apiau river with most of my money inside. I am today, perhaps, a zombie, doing my time in Hell with all these garimp demons. I am considerably poorer and still a fugitive. So, I cannot ever be a naturalized Brazilian.

Thus, I cannot earn much money. My savings, that which I prevented Rothschild from stealing, and what was not blown up, are gone.

I have survived until today, ironically, only because of a law made for rich people. Rich outdoes citizenship in Brazil for people that own property and collect rents. Therefore, I rent rooms in a small pousada I built when I arrived here. That just disturbs one aspect of my scintillating personality. I was trapped here, without books or even anyone with whom I could speak in my native language.

I was effectively imprisoned in a monkey cage. The garimps could no more understand my erudition than I could understand their ignorance. We look upon each other that way yet, with mutual suspicion. As you recently discovered, I am considered a wicked fool by all the local simians.