Streets are Rivers

In the Amazon, roads are liquid. People's lives, interactions and movements take place on water, as in the famous miracle. The Amazon is that place where avenues, roads, streets, paths and shortcuts, by vocation, become: – rivers, – lakes, – igapós, (flooded forests) – igarapés (small watercourses), – paranás (channels between rivers) and – holes (shortcuts in flooded forests). Fatally, when paths become roads, they are a disaster, because only favor wreckers, landlords and cattle breeders. So, the celebration of rivers praises ancestral paths and, at the same time, guarantees the preservation of ecosystems. There, between land and water, I crossed countless times to cover a particular report and there, in transit, I found unique, unplanned moments. Each year, 9 meters of difference between high and dry is a lot. What in other places on the planet could be considered a climatic cataclysm, in the Amazon, happens every year and its residents continue to live with the same serenity as ever. There are streets even at the deepest point of the Water’s Mother. The city of the ‘botos’ (dolphins). They say that the dolphins live there in eternal happiness and the trained shamans who visit them wouldn't even consider accepting a drink or one of those delicacies... but these are another story... other streets!