#Botafogo

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Glowing Giant Fish Made of Discarded Plastic Bottles, Playa de Botafogo, Rio de Janeiro, Brasil

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Christ the Redeemer as seen from Botafogo beach.

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Aircraft over the Botafogo neighbourhood of Rio de Janeiro, Brazil

Brazilian vintage postcard

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Junko botafoguense

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Aterro do Flamengo

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Estádio Heriberto Hülse

Criciúma Esporte Clube 2x1 Botafogo de Futebol e Regatas

Campeonato Brasileiro de Futebol Série A - 11ª Rodada - 22/06/2024

Foto: Leandro Antonio Batista

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Henri Nicolas Vinet. Botafogo, 1868.

Анри Николя Вине. Ботафогу, 1868.

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View of the Botafogo neighbourhood of Rio de Janeiro, Brazil

Brazilian vintage postcard, mailed in 1904

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Der Himmel über Botafogo

Botafogo skies.

It's great to live by the spirit, to testify day by day for eternity, only what's spiritual in people's minds. But sometimes I'm fed up with my spiritual existence. Instead of forever hovering above I'd like to feel a weight grow in me to end the infinity and to tie me to earth. I'd like, at each step, each gust of wind, to be able to say "Now." Now and now" and no longer "forever" and "for eternity." To sit at an empty place at a card table and be greeted, even by a nod. Every time we participated, it was a pretense. Wrestling with one, allowing a hip to be put out in pretense, catching a fish in pretense, in pretense sitting at tables, drinking and eating in pretense. Having lambs roasted and wine served in the tents out there in the desert, only in pretense. No, I don't have to beget a child or plant a tree but it would be rather nice coming home after a long day to feed the cat, like Philip Marlowe, to have a fever and blackended fingers from the newspaper, to be excited not only by the mind but, at last, by a meal, by the line of a neck by an ear. To lie! Through one's teeth. As you're walking, to feel your bones moving along. At last to guess, instead of always knowing. To be able to say "ah" and "oh" and "hey" instead of "yea" and "amen."

Damiel, Der Himmel über Berlin

Directed by Wim Wenders. Written by Wim Wenders and Peter Handke.

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