Originally Posted by Pornopat

Hell yeah Brazil. I have been in one of those mountain ghettos in Rio. I remember the name of barrio started with an R. Some houses where protected by guys with UZI's in clear sight. I think the thing that saved me was that I actually talked to these guys as it was the most normal thing in the world. Other people saw this and left me alone thinking I belonged to them.

Having been there I went to the famous Club Help the next day. I left there when it was closing time as pretty much the last person. The bouncer told me to take a cab as the kids in the street would probably kill me. I was stubborn and drunk though and wanted to take the short walk to where I was staying. Very fast I was surrounded by those glue sniffing kids who started begging for money. I did not want to give them cause getting out my wallet did not seem like the smartest thing. So they started to try to help themselves to my wallet. Being very drunk I just picked up one of those kids, lifted him up and spanked him like the "naughty boy" he was. Oddly enough they left me alone after that.

Its only later in life when you realize the kind of danger you have been in. And that is a good thing cause often not realising it can actually save you.