We arrived at sunrise at the port of Icoaracy – about twenty miles from Belem. Vultures and egrets were scavenging on the beach. We were greeted with carnival dancing, costume and music – but all around were heavily armed guards.
I saw some security guys with the biggest rifle I’ve ever seen. The town exuded colour and danger.
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Armed guards and vultures.