Maybe seeing the sunrise or the sunset in São Paulo can be considered a privilege, with so many buildings and stuff (who lives in the city will know what I’m talking about).

We have a balcony in the house, only used (in general) in the rare family reunions.

But I like to hang out there pretty much every day, to play with the dog (not my dog), to read, to dry my hair - unbelievable how the frizz of the hair stays low when the hair dries in the sun.

And I go there to see, when I remember or when I can, the sunrise - the sunset I try, but I can’t see much because of the balcony position.

Actually, I can’t see much of both. I live in a house surrounded by buildings, and only a few pieces of sky stay visible. Only if you guys could see…!

The color changes now began to happen at 5 am. The dark sky gets clear and clear each second, and then the white clouds become something between a pink and a purple, like candy colors. And there is no way to tell when one color ends and the other begins.

The sky stays that way only for a few minutes before the clouds get a white with golden color, full of energy - and the birds singing? So, so, so lovely.

Those are minutes where São Paulo forgets that it's a city of concrete and can be a glimpse of a paradise, something that none of the loud planes passing can erase.

Anne Rios

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