There is nothing in this world like fresh, ripe pineapple. Sweet, juicy, sunshine. Today’s deal was five pineapples for R$5.00 (less than USD$2.50).
Once there were five, now there are four. Yum.
How did we get such an amazing price? They were sold to us off a truck traveling through town. In Brazil you often get deals like this. A trucks flips over, cargo is tipped, and it’s sold at a steal. Or so they say. It reminds me of my social work days where the homeless clients would show up in the shelter with a brand new item. Where did they get it? “Found it in a dumpster” was usually the answer. Where did they get it? “Fell off a truck.” It could happen. Accidents happen all the time. Pass the pineapple.
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