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A "Glasgow kiss" is when you take a pint glass in one hand and them smash it into someone's mouth. A "French kiss" is when you kiss someone on the lips and then tongues become involved. And a "Brazilian kiss", well, I don't know. I take my notepad, like a student. I close my eyes. I imagine strolling down Teodoro Sampaio Street, sky the colour of roses. Cars rush by in glints. I meet someone. He smells of mint. I kiss him on the lips and then we become untethered, floating. Our lips separate. I'll never see him again. I am drawn upward - past hot trees, lampposts, into the rose sky. Past car-horns, yowling cats, the sounds of riots and love-making. I'm brought up past the smog, to where the satellites spin. We rush by in glints.