
Però che gli indio abbiano l’auto, il satellite ed il telefonino ….. e le sovvenzioni, beh, questo è un altro discorso.


La città ricorda in ogni angolo il suo celebre cittadino Jorge Amado, autore di decine di romanzi che hanno descritto la città con i suoi personaggi, i suoi fasti e la sua decadenza.
Primo tra tutti Gabriela, cravo e canela (Gabriella garofano e cannella).
Ma qui non voglio parlarvi di Jorge Amado bensì di un aneddoto che circonda la chiesa Nossa Senhora da Piedade, de São Jorge e de São Sebastião, il bar Vesuvio e il bordello Bataclã.
All’inizio citizens of the glories of the church in question was ridottee size, and rather badly reduced. The high priest then in office, he asked the lords of cocoa (few, very rich, very powerful) to help him build a church worthy of the rich and famous cities in which it was located. The lords of cocoa do not think a lot and gave way to the construction of what would become one of the best examples of Gothic and Baroque art expertly mixed throughout Brazil. But put an essential condition for this to happen: that the masses would be celebrated should last no less than three hours.
And so it was.
But perhaps the gentlemen were so kind of cocoa or vice versa had repented of injustice and abuse perpetrated against the population in need of long sessions "spiritual" to atone for their sins?
The answer is to be found in that blue room that overlooks the square of the churchyard, too, the Bar Vesuvio.
these parts a secret passage running through the city and came out close to another room very popular with men in power (and money) to a brothel, the Bataclã precisely. So that our
Colonels (as they were called the Lords of cocoa) accompanying their wives to church, then went innocently to enjoy a "short" at the bar and in the "time of a production ... .."