On the coast, Brazilians basically live on the beach.
It’s a workplace for many of them who spend the day serving food and drinks, offering chairs and umbrellas, selling swimsuits or other beach essentials.
Then you have the fishermen, the surfers, and possibly the next football star training on the sand, not to mention the many people running, swimming or just exercising because why do it at home or the gym when you can do it under the sun, on the sand?
Meanwhile, others drink, eat, read, take a dip, play, chat, show off and more. The result is a fun, messy and wet crowd stretching over kilometres or tightly packed on a small beach surrounded by hills.
The beach is public property. It’s free, it’s always open and available and it doesn’t take much to enjoy it—a swimsuit and Havaianas will do. This is probably one of the few places where people from all walks of life meet and spend a moment together, doing the same thing.
There are no rules at the beach and it works out remarkably well.
In a way, it gives me hope—yes, we call live together!
Paradis sur terre ! J’adore la photo de la fille avec ses cheveux dans le vent et son string rose, c’est tellement décadent ! Et c’est rassurant de voir les filles montrer leurs fesses pleines de cellulite sans complexe, ça remonte le moral 🙂
Paradis sur terre ! J’adore la photo de la fille avec ses cheveux dans le vent et son string rose, c’est tellement décadent ! Et c’est rassurant de voir les filles montrer leurs fesses pleines de cellulite sans complexe, ça remonte le moral 🙂
Trust me, nobody cares and nobody judges here. Bodies come in all sizes and shapes!
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