It has been 18 years of relationship. Roberto and I are celebrating eighteen years of love and mess today. On September 6th, 1991, we both headed for a party and there, we kissed for the first time. I was 15 and he was 16. We were drinking Bloody Mary and listening to Sepultura at that place. It was the beginning of the 90's, and Brazilian MTV had recently started its broadcasting down here. Music was the major excuse to have met him two weeks prior that party. I had pretended that I needed to tape a vinyl album at a friend's place. The thing is that coincidently, he was going to be at my friend's house studying math. And the only free time I had to go to her house was exactly at the time they were studying in the dining room of her place. Pure teenage stuff. The record I had bought, just to have an honest excuse to go to my friend's house and record it on a cassete tape, was ARISE, by SEPULTURA. That is why I still wear the same T-shirt of this band as a tribute to our history. I did get there. I did record the tape. They could not keep studying math as the noise of Sepultura record was way a little too loud, so Roberto was kinda "forced" to go to the living room, where I was sitting on the sofa, and there he striked up a conversation with me. After a few words about sharing the same taste on music, we came up with an idea of plannning a party at that friend's house. The party took place two weeks later. There, we found ourselves listening to punk and heavy metal bands and having as a drink BLOODY MARY. On September 6th, minutes to September 7th, we kissed, and kissed... The rest of this story has been continued since 1991...
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