The sun is high, the air thick with salt and samba. Along Ipanema, bronzed bodies move lazily beneath striped umbrellas, the sound of laughter blending with the crash of waves. Ice clinks in half-empty glasses of caipirinha - sweet, sharp, and melting fast in the heat. The scent of lime, coconut oil, and ocean breeze fills the air, wrapping the city in a golden haze.
