Miguel Azevedo
State road 417 almost never appeared on digital maps with a decent signal. She was crossing a region where the forest still resisted, thick and stubborn, as if time had forgotten to advance there. Trucks passed rarely. Tourists, even less.
About Miguel Azevedo
State road 417 almost never appeared on digital maps with a decent signal. She was crossing a region where the forest still resisted, thick and stubborn, as if time had forgotten to advance there. Trucks passed rarely. Tourists, even less.