Tonka Fever

RIO, 02:30pm

From the heights of the Corcovado, Rio is held in a hand.

Lower down, in the sweating slums and jungles, men and women forgotten by God have the same zest for life, led by a feverish quest …

For some it is love, for others the desires and lust of life, but for most it is the madness of gold, a gold reflecting the souls of those who grasp it.

Behind every look, even the darkest, burns, the one obsession.