Brazilians, I learned, are loving, passionate, embracing people whose generosity flows from the wealth of their hearts. I remember being welcomed to several of the locals’ houses. They put out anything and everything that they had; cakes, cookies, lollies, fruit… it was their joy to offer the best out of what little they possessed. True poverty, I realized, was not what we lack in our wallets, but what we lack in our hearts. These people were rich.

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