Jorge Amado
The Scribe of Tides and Cocoa Blossoms
Life writes best with a caipirinha and a drumbeat.
I have scribbled Brazil into being, one spicy, sorrowful page at a time. From the sweat of plantation workers to the sway of a mulata’s hips, I chase the soul of this land. Critics call me a dreamer, a simplifier — but what is a writer if not a thief of fire, setting stories ablaze?
What I'm Into: Gabriela’s hair, samba de roda, cigar smoke on the breeze, the cry of the Bay, a good feijoada debate
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