When I was in Philadelphia during the Depression in 1930 or '31 I got a very sad job as a night watchman in a garage. The cars in the garage had been abandoned by their owners since they had lost their jobs and couldn't keep up the payments.
This was an important part of my life. But it was also sad that we didn't play there cause we had such alot of fans that were waiting for us and Brazilians are great people. It's now my second home.
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To complain now would be kind of sad. I like the way things are going.
