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Footloose Underwater

I went swimming this morning at a nearby pool. The pool is part of a swimming school, called Escola de Natação Piraju - one of the places I inspected yesterday with my brother. Piraju turned out to be the owner as well as my teacher. The pool only had four lanes, three of them occupied by kids still learning to swim. Piraju gave me all kinds of exercises during the 45 minutes: swim with a board, swim with a boia between my legs, swim this way or that way, swim back, swim forward, swim up, swim down, swim sideways. No wonder why right foot cramped.

I liked the pool. I'm going back Monday morning, 9:15 a.m. When I came out, there was a gay waiting around to talk to the secretary. Wow... the fruitloop is expanding.

My brother and Tamis are coming by in an hour to pick me up. We are going to the theatre. It's the first time I see a play in Londrina.

I'm listening to a cd I found in the middle of my mom's stuff. Footloose just came on!