Song that signals the beginning of a capoeira roda, before the game begins. Milo, 2010/1990 DON’T WORRY, ASTUTO, I’ll do the keyboard this time. I’ll capture it—or seize it, as the French say. That was always your job, on pretext that you typed faster than me . . . yeah, but chances were you’d ei...
Getting off at last, we find ourselves in an unbelievably beautiful landscape—bright sunlight, clouds scudding across the sky, trees waving in the wind—’Look!’ I exclaim. ‘It’s pure Stieglitz!’ Glancing around, I see some enormous animals in the field right next to us. ‘Look, Aziz! What are they?...