Sampa’s Wild Heart: Lost in the City That Never Stops Screaming (In a Good Way, I Swear)
Man, São Paulo. The city just… slaps you in the face. Not violently, but with a tidal wave of noise, concrete, smells, and this pulsing, unbearable energy. I showed up expecting a bigger, less fun Rio, you know? A city of suits and skyscrapers. Total rookie mistake. Sampa is a gorgeous, chaotic mess, and it’s the kind of place that teaches you how to move faster, eat better, and definitely, absolutely, how to dodge a scooter while holding a scalding cup of…