"I was thirteen. Being thirteen is like being in the middle of nowhere. Which was accentuated by the fact that I was in the middle of nowhere. In a house that wasn't mine. In a city that wasn't mine, in a country that wasn't mine, with a one-man family that, in spite of the intersections and intenti[...]

På en strand utanför Rio de Janeiro går en ung kvinna ut för att simma. Hon kommer inte tillbaka och hennes kropp åter­finns inte. På kylskåpet finner hennes pojkvän en lapp med några rader av den brasilianske poeten Manuel Bandeira, som för tankarna till självmord: ”I strandens vå[...]