I went over to Avenida do Uruguai
A woman there, Dona Rosa,
helps me out now and again
She lives on the seventh floor
I ring the bell, and the door of the building opens
I walk in, and my face drops
“Elevator out of order”
Imagine walking up six flights
On crutches…
I had to walk up six flights
I was fucked
Absolutely exhausted
I finally get there
I ring the bell
“Dona Rosa, how are you?”
“Very well, thanks”
“And your husband?”
“Fine, thanks be to God”
“Could you help me out a bit?”
“I'll see what I can do”
She comes back and hands me two yogurts
Handed you what?
Two yogurts
Two fuckin' yogurts
I was fuming
I was expecting money
Anyway, I put the yogurts in my bag
and prayed the whole way down
that they'd be strawberry
Pedro Costa, In Vanda's room