I spent a quiet day yesterday, visiting both an antiques fair and the MASP (Art Museum of São Paulo), then moved to my long-stay hotel a couple of miles away.

After arriving in a quieter neighborhood and deciding to walk to the grocery store for some food, I chuckled as I followed a trail of blood drops for several blocks along the way. They were like clockwork at about every 6-8 inches, dime-sized and just drying. Eventually they stopped (or turned the corner).

Not sure if it was from dog or man, but it reminded me to be careful as I walked around this city of 20 million.

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