"O cabelo de landinho
Que faz programa
Para que voce vai quebrando com
Gelandinho vai pensando que latent
Que vai pensando nisso a gente vai cansando
Fighter fighter v dando..."
Leo Justi & DJ Sedutyr – "Vai Quebrando (Desce Que Desce)"
Inside Marisol's apartment, Erik ate a rich stew that Diša brought home with her from the terreiro. He had been offered it while he was possessed by Ogum, but as everyone fed themselves nourishment from such a long night, Erik was drowsy and slow to rouse back to himself as quickly as the others. They covered his bowl of stew in a large Tupperware bowl and gave it to her to carry home for him.
Once the orixá returned to its own realm and Erik came back to the human world, he devoured the meal. Marisol told her the stew was called feijoada and to Diša it smelled and looked like something her granny would throw together from leftovers for a Sunday meal. It was thick and full of rice, black beans, and chunks of beef. There were fried plantains and cabbage and she watched Erik eat the food with his fingers, shunning a fork or spoon when it was offered. The dark gravy made his lips shiny and his fingers messy. He appeared sluggish and slow-moving, and his wide-open eyes were surly and hooded like he was high on the weed they smoked back home.
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