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Hospitality

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    On August afternoons, a terral always blows, shaking the acuparana and inga trees of the floodplains, the purple-blossoming faveiras and the whitish-blossoming jará palms of the igapós; the fasciculated plumes of the urucuris and caranás; the serviceable laurels and abiuranas; and the uxis and umaris with their delicious fruits, lords of the dry land.…