The couple come hand in hand, force themselves into the crowd – they don’t walk, they float, they seem to be swimming -, faces sweaty, tired, but both beaming. They sit down, loosen the leashes, put the dogs in. They are two beagles with white eyes, the same as the mirrors, the color of milk with little coffee. Not her: John is a mulatto, 30 years old, clockwork orange t-shirt, hair with curls, a horseshoe moustache, looks like Ruud Gullit European Champion at 88; Davi, 41, financier (John is a hairdresser), is tall, white, very thin, broad shouldered. It doesn’t even matter the question, “What do you think, honey? We are so happy! How could we not be?! We walked with Bolsonaro, fascist, ignorant! Now Brazil can move on in freedom and peace.”
This was at dusk when Paulista, an avenue of 2.8 km or 3888 steps – here it is said that the avenue is like a marriage, “it begins in paradise, ends in Consolação” – bursts of celebration with kisses and hugs with arms outstretched in the air, thousands of people lined up in a square to celebrate, a mega carnival, Lula had just been elected the 39th president of Brazil. And at that moment, the time of the cannon of people roaring in the whirlwind, the face of Andreia Haddashyl, who was there in a strange white coat, was of utter impassive. She is a massage therapist, she worked in Paulista, she gives quick and divine street massages, 10 minutes, 40 reais (7.80 euros). “Massotherapy is the therapeutic source of massage for people who want to de-stress,” says Andreia very professionally. And what is this face from? “It’s mine, right? I didn’t really have a preference, I don’t care about this election.”
Source: DN
