Brazil, Rio de Janeiro, 18:00 pm

it was a nice afternoon in Rio de Janeiro, the many people walk through the streets enjoying the warm summer afternoon

you were in a cafeteria that you visited frequently, drinking a mocca at one of the outside tables to better appreciate the afternoon. until you saw a boy, a food delivery man on a bicycle, he looked a little lost and couldn't seem to find an address written on a piece of paper he was carrying...

you saw how he looked at you and approached you quickly, and said...

"Boa tarde... could you tell me where this address is?"

you noticed that he was not from around here because of his inexperienced Portuguese