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SLEEPING LIKE AN ANGEL

the glue which had kept them pinned back to look more like the photo in his false passport.

I run away with the fake passport and the picture is totally different to me. I travelled all the countries, and nobody stopped me. It’s crazy.

– Andre

I remember he has the glue behind the ear. He took out, tuff, tuff. And his ears come back again like this, stick out.

– Rafael

Andre had escaped from a semi-open prison, a farm. He was able to literally walk out, and the guards discovered him missing only at roll call. In total, he’d now spent four years in jail, and thrown a million dollars at his cause: to make jail life easier, to be moved to less secure prisons in order to escape, and also to appeal his 37-year sentence. Now it had been cut to 12 years, which was why they’d put him on the farm.

On day one, he’d escaped. Again he went to Laguna Beach, surfing for 15 days until his new false passport was ready. The photo was of a younger, fat guy with black hair and a wide jaw. Andre had dyed his hair black and planned to say he’d got sick and lost weight if anyone asked. He took a bus from Laguna to Argentina, where he stayed for a couple of days, then boarded a flight, transiting back into São Paulo, then on to Doha and Singapore on Qatar Airlines.

Always on his toes and ready to tap-dance, he had a plan to reduce his risk. He started chatting to a Chinese girl in the seat next to him. ‘How are you? I’m Rodrigo, what’s your name?’
During the transit in Singapore he grabbed her hand. ‘What are you doing?’ she asked.

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