Brief Work Trip to São Paulo
A brief work trip to São Paulo, most of it spent inside an office that looks nothing like an office — curved white pods off a long corridor, blue-lit doorways, carpet patterned like something under a microscope. Visitor badge on the jacket all day, meetings in the pods, a group of guys crowded around a shelf of gear in one of them when we broke.
The drive back went past the Octávio Frias de Oliveira Bridge in the rain, traffic barely moving, which gave plenty of time to look at it. The X-shaped pylon runs about 138 meters up over the Pinheiros River, with two curved decks crossing through it at different heights — it only went up in 2008 and it already reads as the city's landmark. A road sign underneath scrolled PISTA MOLHADA, MANTENHA SEMPRE DISTANCIA SEGURA, which everyone was ignoring.
By the time I got back to the room it was dark, and Brazil's largest city just keeps going — towers with lights on, towers half built and black, taillights stacked up at the intersection below the window.