Rio 

Sometimes life is a big mass and does not know any rules. I found myself living in a city where, contrary to what people think, the jungle consume the city. The concrete is taking refuge on the beach and the city faces the Ocean.

 

Rio de Janeiro is encircled as a hostage between these two natural forces the ocean and the jungle. It's inhabitants are not ignorant and live from day to day as if a volcano should explode one day or another over their beloved city.
  

You just have to climb on one of the hills above the megapole and suddenly you feel like being in the middle of a big swarm. The avenues lit by the fire of the night circulate in the dark city like the river in the forest. The mass always finds its way.

Then the music comes and we follow with closed eyes the vibrations that take us by hand. We can not escape it anymore. It's only when the music stops that we have the right to wake up again.