We all went out to eat in Paraty and I noticed the tabletop was covered in white paper. I asked Mom if she had a pen i could borrow and then everyone wanted one and then the whole table commenced to do arts and crafts. My doodle had a story...

“So you see this drunken pirate was looking for the buried treasure in the valley right where X marked the spot, so he started digging but he got hit on the head by a coconut and so he’s laying there now, drunk, and suffocating in his own irony. And that thing that looks like a piece of bread is really a huge land snail. And that isn’t a beet it’s blood. And look at that pinchy!”