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I am brazilian. And all my life all I saw about my country was a bad side. Poverty, hunger, illiteracy, culture loss in a desperate attempt to look like USA or European countries. And for me, the so heard “brazilian strength”, “brazilian happiness”, would never be enough to make up for all the lacks in this country. I believed it would be the best to simply leave Brazil and start a new life somewhere else. Today, for the first time in my whole life, I feel proud. I saw my country’s history with no make up, no glamourization. I saw my country’s music, my country’s dances, my country’s culture, my country’s ideas, my country’s soul. I felt blessed for living in such a beautiful place. I cried because of how happy and proud I feel. I fell in love with my country. I finally felt like I belong somewhere. And there are just not enough words to describe what I feel.

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Photograph: Ricardo Moraes/Reuters