Robert hit himself in the face with a window. His glasses didn't make it.
São Miguel market has butchers who specialize in Northern Brazilian foods, specialty barbershops, and more than one squeegee shop. Robert spends his afternoon troubling over the fashions of his prospective new glasses while I explore São Miguel. Vehicles are prohibited so the street is just one giant sidewalk. The giant sidewalk is completely clogged with portable storage containers. Most of which are chained, pad locked, and sometimes even have a human guard.
These storage containers were once shops. The police shut them down because they were ruining the aesthetic of this quaint little shopping district. Because they had a fantastic sense of humor, and nothing better to do, the container-shop keeps closed up, but kept their containers in the middle of everyone's way. Some of them are open to show off all their lovely jeans, or toys, or selection of squeegees, but if you ask to buy anything they chase you off with a stick.
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