Volume 16 Issue 5

  • Coffin Joe’s Subterranean Secrets

    Though he’s responsible for gems like 24 Hours of Explicit Sex and its sequel, 48 Hours of Hallucinatory Sex, the true lunacy started with a nightmare featuring a faceless undertaker that he transformed into his alter ego, Coffin Joe.

  • The Horny Humanitarian

    While it’s true that Maroni publishes the Brazilian editions of Hustler and Penthouse, he also owns cattle ranches, a mixed-martial-arts fighting league, hotels, and some of the most notorious nightclubs in South America.

  • Hand Jobs

    We called our pal in São Paulo and had her round up her cute friends to pantomime some of the most useful undercover Brazilian hand gestures—and explain the finer points of interpersonal Brazilian communication.

Annons
  • A Brazilian In... Mexico City & Vienna

    I’m from a very small town called Gravataí. It’s near Porto Alegre, which is a very beautiful place near the border of Uruguay and Argentina.

  • Bible Babies

    Managed by their parents, on tour 365 days a year, and charging $900 for a two-hour sermon, child preachers are big business in Brazil. Each event is a finely tuned marketing maneuver promoted with posters, magazine coverage, and radio ads.

  • Oscar Niemeyer

    Oscar Niemeyer is on the infinitesimally short list of people who have designed and built an entire city.

Annons
  • Squat Thrusts

    The Prestes Maia building was once home to the largest concentration of squatters in Latin America. Condemned and abandoned for 12 years, the once-glorious skyscraper became an infested shithole.

  • A Brazilian In... Tokyo & New York

    I was born to an Italian-Brazilian-Portuguese mother and a Japanese father in Piracicaba, a small city in the southeast countryside of Brazil.

  • A Brazilian In... Berlin & Copenhagen

    In high school I had a French boyfriend, and after graduation I went to live with him in Paris. When that didn’t work out, I moved to Germany, where part of my family comes from.

Annons
  • Household Highs

    We asked some buddies of ours in Brazil to sate our curiosity. They gave us three simple recipes for frying up neurons that can be made with crap lying around the house.