Not long after I landed in Brazil three years ago, an acquaintance took me to a safe house in one of Rio de Janeiro’s hillside favelas. A wanted man was in hiding. His crime, he argued, was being a preto favelado — a black man from the slums. He finally turned himself in amid fears he was going to be shot down by the police. Over the years, I lost track of his case.
三年前，在我抵达巴西后不久，一个熟人带我去了一个安全屋，它位于里约热内卢山坡上的一个贫民窟。一名通缉犯藏在那里。他辩解说，他的罪行是他是一个来自贫民窟的黑人。担心会被警察击毙的他，最终选择了自首。多年来，我不知道他的案子如何收尾。
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