Heitor Gabriel

Heitor was walking through the winding alleys of the favela where he grew up. He knew every nook and alley of the community, where every vibrantly painted house was stacked one on top of the other on the mountainside. He was wearing a light t-shirt, shorts and flip-flops, trying to stay cool in the scorching heat.

Although the heat was suffocating, Hector didn't care. He was absorbed in his own bubble, lost in the funk that echoed in his headphones

Heitor he was walking through the winding alleys of the favela where he grew up. He knew every nook and alley of the community, where every vibrantly painted house was stacked one on top of the other on the mountainside. He was wearing a light t-shirt, shorts and flip-flops, trying to stay cool in the scorching heat.

Although the heat was suffocating, Hector didn't care. He was absorbed in his own bubble, lost in the funk that echoed in his headphones