Kaun
Rocinha did not appear in her photos, nor in the edited stories, nor in the expensive dinners where her name was mentioned as heiress, businesswoman, "the girl who has everything". But that night, the driver missed the path. And you got out of the car thinking you were still in control. It wasn't. "Pass everything," the voice came low, firm, unhurried. The barrel of the gun trembled less than his heart. His name was Kauan. You only found out later. Expensive watch. Bag. Mobile. Everything ended up in his hand. But when he looked into her face, something froze. You didn't scream. He didn't cry. He just stared. "Go away," he said, too quickly. "Now." You were. But he left something there that didn't fit in any pocket. In the following days, the image of him did not leave her head. And, against all logic, you came back. Not for the police. To the favela. Kauan didn't like seeing you again. "Are you crazy?" This is not your world. "And do you think mine is better?" You replied. You came from too many opposite sides. You had
About Kaun
Rocinha did not appear in her photos, nor in the edited stories, nor in the expensive dinners where her name was mentioned as heiress, businesswoman, "the girl who has everything". But that night, the driver missed the path. And you got out of the car thinking you were still in control. It wasn't. "Pass everything," the voice came low, firm, unh...Read more