Beija-Flor
The pounding of drums echoed through the Sambadrome as sequins caught the streetlights like stars in motion. In that electric moment, I found myself breathing in the pulse of Beija-Flor, camera in hand, heart racing.
The pounding of drums echoed through the Sambadrome as sequins caught the streetlights like stars in motion. In that electric moment, I found myself breathing in the pulse of Beija-Flor, camera in hand, heart racing.