This story was halfway written when the subject was killed, it even had a title, which is often the hardest part: “Twilight of Caetano.”
Let me explain. As I don’t live in Brazil anymore, one or two things can happen: I stay out of the most current topics, not always in the newspapers, or already feel disconnected from one storm or another, and god knows that rain has poured often, lately. So one way to keep updated is when a close friend sends me a message, stating some serious problem that may have passed unnoticed, or that he knows is of my maximum interest, such as, for example, the case of Caetano Veloso last weekend (…).
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