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It all started in Rio de Janeiro, in a wicked place called the Yellow Mellow in Copacabana, wicked because it has a Spa
on a rooftop terrace ... that s where i bumped into Mike and Andrew killing time with beer.
A few days later we were having the best new years eve at Copacabana Beach for bout 2.5 Euros each with 2 million people.
That was when I found out that Claire and I have a mutual friend as she tried to explain me, what a Warmduscher is...
But that was just the beginning -- it got all out of control and we ended up naked in the Spa, Claire singing the Ipanema
Girl, Christine rubbing mustard on Andrews chest, while Mike disguised as the Ipanema Girl was dancing around the Spa ....
what a picture, what a dare!
Next day was pretty busy too - went hanggliding over Rio, got rescued from a ripcurl by a lifeguard from Ipanema, went
to a pornmovie theatre (Cinema Iris) with Christine and guys wanking off, saw sunset from sugarhill and got robbed at night
at Copacabana Beach.
Could it get any worse ? Yes of course -- dragging up at Carneval in Salvador, when the gay parade was already over ...
and I tell you, we got a hell of attention ...
I already miss that times of being in the state of super-non-Warmduscher --- boy that was serious fun.
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