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Yesterday I went to the airport with João (PUC international student coordinator/super fly shy guy) and ten other students to go to register our foreign asses with the police. This means we have to leave at 7am in a van and sit down for a million hours at the immigration department while we wait for our number to be called. It was ridiculous--we had to bring a million different pieces of paperwork, including two photos (NOT SMILING) that are exactly 3 by 4 cm, so Brazilian. It took a lot to get this little strip of paper--look mom I'm legal.
This picture is the antithesis of how I feel here.
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