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Sergio Mendes, Carlinhos Brown, Will. I. Am., Siedah Garrett

 

Vid shot in Salvador, Bahia - BR

 

 

 

 

 

 

Salvador is more than beautiful....Visited twice so far.....

 

Too bad it's  too damn violent... 5 /7  homicides a day on average

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Carlinhos (a community activist besides being a musician) explaining the meaning of rhythm to street children in Salvador, Bahia (Brazil)

 

In Portuguese ( w Spanish subtitles) but easy to understand

 

From Doc. "The Miracle Of Candeal"

 

Moving imo

 

 

 

 

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