Grandson of fishermen from Madeira Island, Malcir remember with nostalgia the "time of the canoes," when you could choose what kind of fish to fish. "It was too good, then came progress and it's all over," he said. The example was good for our face: not twenty meters from the boat where Malcir worked, a black tongue sewage ran through the sand already black to the sea. The smell, as you can imagine, it was worse than the view.
|Photo Location:||Rio de Janeiro, Brazil|
|Camera:||Canon EOS 5D Mark III|
|Copyright:||© Mauro Pimentel|