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The Wonderful City

(If you dislike rants, feel free to not read this post at all. Also, it’s told as a small tale-attempt, not that I’m not from Rio, I am, but I thought it’d look nicer that way. And yes it’s somewhat badly written, stop complaining.)

There was once a fabled city, known around the world for all its beauties and wonderful weather, always sunny, never unfunny, just like a bunny!

Rio de Janeiro!

It was graced with incredible structures and a topography that made it (almost) natural-incidents-free! It used to be ruled by a strict, weird monarchy made of some adulterous people and some idiotic, yet greedy, people. And then we had slaves, immigrants and all sorts of things in Brazil, as a whole. But back then, Rio was the nation’s capital city! Sure, Brazil was only good for wood, sugar, coffee and some gold, but let’s skip this! Nowadays, Rio is the world’s 24th largest megacity, boasting with natural beauties, nice architecture and busy nights, slightly like New York, the city that never sleeps! In that magnificent city, one of the brightest wonders existed (and an actual Modern World Wonder):

Christ the Redeemer, "watching" over Rio!

If this sparkling and dazzling place had just this to show off, Rio wouldn’t be that much of a city, now would it? Of course not! Being the capital city back in Brazil’s colony days, it gathered all kinds of ethnic groups, making it something like a cauldron of cultures and creating its own, unique “personality”. Which means that this city of dreams has many, many beautiful looks.

Leblon, a neighborhood in Rio.

And then, due to overgrowth and bad administration on the State’s part, some other ones.

"Favela", slum or shantytown here in Rio. Funny how it's all intertwined.

Found pretty much everywhere, these structures are the result of an overpopulated city that cannot handle everything as well as it advertises. Can’t handle prices, taxes (more on this lovely subject later), violence, drugs, growth, sexual transmitted diseases, prostitution etc. Truth be said, sounds like lots of cities throughout the world, but this Wonderland of sorts masquerades itself with a veil of lies. It’s not (completely) the people’s fault that they have to live in such a place, which borders misery. The State has a lot to answer for, but unlike theory dictates, it just shrugs off the complains and does one or two good deeds. Now, how coincidental, it’s just like in most fairy-tales!

Resembling French monarchy before the Revolution, Rio’s wise and powerful administrators spend public money with truly nice structures, like this one right here, labeled, in a rough translation, “Music City“:

Quite the nice cultural complex, right? 1800 seats, 95.000 m² and lots of cool things!

But I can’t complain that much. This city, as many others, learned to suppress violence, being more (but not enough, in my humble opinion) aggressive against evildoers! Sure, we have lots and lots and lots of dirty officers (I won’t even comment on politicians), and pretty much every Brazilian person disrespects law in one way or another (using the already cultural “Brazilian-way”), but again, I can’t complain. After all, the people responsible for this amazing city are fighting its problems in the best possible manner, violence is slowly being contained and streets are becoming safer than ever, right?

Right?

Hot picture of a fiery "carioca" night!

State’s repression isn’t usually so violent, though. They say most violence/mug/theft statistics are going downwards, and that’s really cool.

Statistically speaking.

Oh well. At least the good, righteous people of Rio have pretty buildings to occupy themselves with (yet again)!

San Sebastian Cathedral, another beautiful building!

Plus, it’s not like they have to worry about these almost otherworldly things, like hurricanes, volcanoes and tsunamis (my condolences to all victims in these disasters). Since Rio is a fabled, heavenly city, it has no natural disasters whatsoever!

Except, maybe, for the occasional landslide due to heavy rains.

Not like this happens all the time, right? ... Right?

Really, it happens every year and the State still gets surprised about it. “Whoa, that shouldn’t happen!”. Really? Well, if they say it shouldn’t (and that it “won’t”, every damn year), then I guess it shall never happen, ever again! After all, everyone who lives in Rio is incredibly grateful to all the good things its responsible administrators did to them! Hooray!!

Of course they are happy, they have lots of holidays, and on top of that, one of the most famous parties ever, Carnival!

Rio's own variation of the Carnival (since it's not typically Brazilian, you know?).

No, it wasn’t originated in Brazil. Now, for such a popular party, you’d think everyone would mind their manners and so on, wouldn’t you? Wrong, it’s usually when people get as drunk as they can while dancing to some loud vowels and weird beats in slightly off-rhythms songs. But that’s what happens pretty much everywhere, so it’s no big deal.

Well, with all (not all, I just thought it’s enough) said and done, I guess the only thing I can hope for is to make sure this post doesn’t disappear at random in some mysterious way. Although, truth be told, there’s a lot more out there, you just gotta look it up.

(I own none of the pictures above)

Signing off and “back” to Rio,

Arthur Müller.

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