As time goes on, I became more ‘favelaized’ – I ran out of money and became more accustomed to recycling and better at finding useful things in the garbage. I was so happy when I stumbled upon this mess:
arguably the funniest moment of construction is when I was carrying wood I found on the street up to the cabana and the motorcycle-taxi crew dubbed me ‘Jesus”.
once I completely ran out of money, i used more and more recycled materials. I call this particular juncture the
“full favela”
I am proud of my ingenuity here – I carved a slit into his wood so that my chique glass window would sit inside of it.
This is growing tiresome. Fast forward. BOOOM! To the window… to the walls! All these females crawl!!
· - lil jon
you don’t have to tell me its sexy… I know.
Wilson painting the floor with a broom that I found in the trash in leblon.
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