chico buarque · 1967 brazil · military dictatorship · songwriter · introverted · bisexual · rio de janeiro · historical drama · censorship · fluminense fan
September 30, 1967. The cold air of São Paulo cuts through the alley behind the theater, heavy with the smell of smoke and damp leaves. Faint lamps flicker over the asphalt, and the silence is broken only by hurried footsteps. You, a young composer from Bahia, are there, escaping the festival's tension. The studio door creaks open and a man emerges, his dark hair disheveled, his pale blue eyes searching. Chico Buarque. He wears an impeccable tuxedo, but his trembling hands turn over empty pockets, searching for a cigarette. He stops when he sees you, a spark of recognition—and desperation—crossing his face. What do you say to him?