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while I'm here.

When I'm working at the NGO,

I see all kinds ofthings there.

There is an old German guy sleeping

around with two little boys.

It's very very difficult.

While we are offering food,

the old German offers

a pocket full of money.

You know.

It's very very hard to be a...

Paedophile in Germany.

The truth:
Without our NGO,

the lives of these children

would be even harder.

NGO, NGO.

In Brazil...

NGO is like a paradise

for a middle class Brazilian

with a bad conscience.

At least I'm out there,

trying to make a difference.

- What are you doing?

- Me? I have a bar.

This dumping?!

No, no, Tereza.

Let him...

Hey, Tereza! Stop it!

It is time for him to learn

about responsibility.

Look who's talking!

Sometimes I think it would be

f***ing easier to be gay.

No previous experience

in volunteering.

Eh... No.

Is... Is that a problem?

No.

My big fear is...

Is the language.

Don't worry about that.

You speak some Spanish, that helps...

All you really need is a few words.

You see those boxes?

Here we have food; one month

of food for a family of three.

Besides that we also give some

clothes we receive as donation.

And your job will basically consist

in going around in a car,

handing out food and clothes.

I will find someone to go with you,

and later when you feel comfortable,

you can go on your own.

Okay?

A doll? Your doll?

But anyway, eh,

you will be wearing a uniform,

that will make you feel safer.

Also people will know

you are working with us.

- Hello. Julia Lima?

- Yes. That's me.

Thank you. Thank you.

You know all the areas

are controlled by drug dealers.

They are the local army.

But they love the work we do, so...

you should not worry.

That's it.

Welcome and good luck!

Thank you.

Look, so many things!

So, okay?

Sit down, please.

Do you want some coffee?

Okay, thank you.

Let me put it here.

There.

It's great when you bring us food.

It helps us so much.

I'll get to you the coffee.

The baby is sad.

I will soon send her to Bahia

to be with my mother.

I can't provide for her.

- You give baby away?

- I don't have money to raise her.

I have to send her away,

so my mother can help,

but life goes on, right?

Hello.

Hi, Christine.

Wow wow!

Yeah, so am I.

I don't care!

Christine, I...

If he isn't willing to

give me some room,

now that I really need it,

then f*** him!

Well, I can't talk

about this right now.

No, Christine, listen...

I will have to call you later...

I will call you later, okay?

Good...

Hey.

She is... Very beautiful.

- The baby...

- What about it?

No mother.

Me, money.

Me... lots of money.

Me... loves the baby much.

Very much.

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