My wife and I had just arrived at Rio de Janeiro’s famous Copacabana Beach. It was in February, the height of Brazil’s Austral summer. Surrounded by deeply tanned locals, playing ball games, and some even dancing the samba, I looked like I just got off the boat from Finland.





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