Countdown to pregnancy: what we know about the virus and its effects on pregnant women article The first thing I noticed upon arriving in Rio de Janeiro in August 2016 was how little the city seemed to be taking care of its people.
It had no sewage treatment plant, no water and no power.
In the first days after the storm, as I wandered around in the favelas, I wondered why the city had not taken the steps needed to address the epidemic.
When I walked past a makeshift hospital with no electricity or running water, I noticed the sign on the door: “Emergency Clinic”.
I thought I’d seen a ghost town in the middle of a storm.
Rio de Jamosa, or Rio de Jamaica, is a city of 6.3 million people and is home to the largest population in Brazil.
Its residents are largely poor, with about 90 per cent of them living below the poverty line.
Rio de Jamos, or “Jamaica the Beautiful”, is one of the most beautiful cities in the world.
But it is also one of Rio’s poorest, and its citizens are increasingly struggling with poverty.
I was born and raised in Rio.
My first impression of Rio was how crowded the streets were.
There were so many people that I had to walk in circles to get to the bus stop.
People kept asking, “Where are you going?”.
Rico is also a place that has been hit hard by the Zika epidemic, with thousands of deaths reported in the past month.
In August, I spent two months living in the city.
I was there for just two months, and the first month was the worst.
At the time, I was working as a freelance journalist for the daily newspaper O Jogo, but in February 2016, I moved to the city from the northern state of Minas Gerais, which is on the Atlantic coast of Brazil.
It was a good move, I thought, but I couldn’t afford the apartment in the central part of Rio de Santos, the most expensive part of the city, where I lived with my mother.
So I moved back to Minas, where the costs of living were more manageable.
I also moved into a more affordable apartment near the Rio Arena, the biggest in the country.
After a few months in Minas I started to notice that things were not looking up for Rio.
The favela was very, very crowded, and I felt like I had nowhere to go.
For a while, I lived on a street corner, without a place to go and no friends to turn to.
I tried to go to a bar or to a cafe, but nothing really clicked.
I had no friends, no business or no job.
I felt lonely.
Eventually, I realised that there were many people in the same situation.
They had nowhere else to go but to the faíbas.
They didn’t have money to go shopping or go out, so they just went to the front door of the faizas and waited.
They were scared, but there was nothing they could do.
They kept on waiting.
They would wait for days, sometimes weeks, and they would not be heard from again.
As the Zika outbreak continued to grow in Rio, I saw the same thing happen to other favelangos in the region.
Every day, I had a conversation with a person from a favelagosa, who told me that they had heard about the new virus and that they were ready to take their chances.
They told me there were more than 15,000 new cases of Zika in the state.
They also told me how many people had died in their neighborhoods, and that the death toll was rising by the day.
When I went back to Rio in February 2017, I decided to take a different route.
I moved from the faigas to the cities of Campinas, São Paulo and Rio.
I stayed at a hotel in Campinas for three weeks, taking a taxi to and from work and sleeping on the floor of a friend’s room.
Once I had arrived in Rio and started looking for work, the situation was different.
There was a real sense of pride among the people there, especially in the hotel.
They told me it was the first time I’d had the chance to work in Brazil, and it felt very good.
There are many things to do in Rio these days.
And the first thing that hit me when I started working in Rio was that people didn’t want to take risks anymore.
They wouldn’t take risks.
They weren’t interested in risking their lives.
It was very discouraging.
A taxi driver told me he worked at a restaurant that offered free WiFi in the morning and in the evening.
He said he could not afford to do it, so he took a ride with a colleague to the hotel’s Wi-Fi network.
He said he couldn’t find any wifi in the area, so I