I'm A Legal Alien - A Frenchman (From Tahiti) In Rio

I asked the taxi to drop me off at Copacabana beach. The only place I remembered the name. Night had just fallen. I put my sleeping bag on the edge of the shore on this huge mythical beach and I fell asleep rather unaware of the dangers that did not exist on my island. In the middle of the night, I was woken up by three guys asking me I don't know what since at the time I didn't speak Portuguese.

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