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Vitòria (Espirito Santo) - 23 years later

After 23 years I return for the first time to my hometown: Vitòria (Espirito Santo) and for the first time I see and see places, people, relive memories and discover new perspectives.

Memories

This piece of bed belonged to my mum. Sometimes when I wasn't sleepy I would stare at the middle part and run my finger over every crevice. A memory unlocked.

One of my most vivid memories: making bread with Uncle Paulo. He would usually peel off a small piece of dough to make me pretend to help.

Uncle Paulo preparing the iron, steel and aluminium that he would later sell. I remember we used to collect a lot of cans when I was a kid. Then we crushed them so there were more in the sacks.

After 23 years we did it again together. Never leave a can behind!

Like father, like son. The cans collected at my cousin Hebert's house.

And to think we were playing football barefoot on this asphalt.

View from the top of the hill. In the centre of the photo, pink, the house where I lived.

How big these pavements seemed when I was seven years old. I used to have fun with roller blades.

No longer suitable for rollerblading.

He detaches and sucks.

I remember that little tree. I used to skate under it every time thinking I was destined for the x games.

View from my house up towards the school at the top of the hill.

In the middle of this descent was the nest where my brother and I went.

Few memories of this little church where my mother got married. Fragments of scattered moments. My cousin played drums here, my mum played guitar.

My Aunt Rosa's red house.

Encontro games was the lan house where we gathered to play games. We didn't all have the newest consoles at home and this was our second home. Before we left Brazil, the PS2 with Final Fantasy X had just arrived.

I had the good fortune to find some people while walking the streets near where I lived with my cousins. The girl in the middle is the one I remember most because she has the same face as the daughter she now holds.

Passionist. The school I attended until I was 10 years old.

People

The three White Ladies (aunts, sisters of my mother).

My aunt helping my uncle load the iron onto the bicycle that he will later sell.

Smart Working here too.

Brothers

Generations

A son trying to trick his father for something. I think the father understood. My cousin Lucas.

Aunt Rita telling me her stories.

Family moments

Despite different shades or denominations, my family has always been united by faith.

Food

Places

View from Convento da Penha - Espirito Santo

View of Convento da Penha

Convento da Penha

Uncle Paulo goes to buy bread

Jacaraipe Beach

Jacaraipe Beach

All dogs of this colour are called Caramelo

Igreja de Queimadas

View from my room at my aunt's house

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