#1 [en] Cops! Rats! Now I’m fucked! [pt] Cops! Rats! Me fudi!

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2 min readOct 19, 2020

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I learned they’re the enemy. When the red and blue flashes, I immediately go “holy shit”. I’m fucked!! They’ll see I messed up… But what was it that I messed up again!?

Then life comes back…

…in a carburated ride of a dream of bringing the sea to the highlands (an unnecessarily long alias for a short name: Dune Buggy). Lo and behold, the apocalypse motor vehicle, almighty, pulls over next to me. Maya is riding shotgun, the left turn light is hanging out, license plate rusty as fuck, the car registration is way expired and there’s just loads of colors, just to show how colorful life is. My fate therefore was dead obvious… Great. Now it’s my turn. I am fucked.

From out of nowhere I gaze, looking guilty of nothing and everything, I stare at the enemy. Covid mask, sunglasses, hideous as fuck hat and wearing an ensemble that looks like a suit, the rat… I mean, the cop, waves… He was giving me a shaka, absolutely psyched with the ride.

You live and learn. Now I’m fucked. Thanks. 🙏

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Aprendi que são inimigos. Quando pisca luz vermelha e azul já vem o reflexo: puta que pariu. Me fudi! Vão descobrir que fiz errado… Mas qq eu fiz mesmo!?

Eaí vem a vida…

… em um rolé com o sonho carburado em trazer o mar pro cerrado (apelido esticado de um nome curto: Buggy) eis que emparelha a caravana do apocalipse, soberana, do meu lado. Maya no carona, seta traseira esquerda pendurada, placa enferrujada, documento atrasado e muita cor pra mostrar que a vida é colorida. O destino era certo.. Beleza. Chegou minha vez. Me fudi.

Meio que olhando do nada com a cara de culpado sem saber do que, fito o inimigo. Máscara covid, óculos escuro, boné feio pra caralho, e uma roupa que mais parece um terno, o rato, ops policial, acena um gesto… era um hang loose, amarradão na onda.

Vivendo e aprendendo. Me fudi. Obrigado 🙏

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