Every city has a character who speaks more than a postcard. The Rio Scoundrel is the city's icon. The older guy who always talks with a cigarette in his mouth, addicted to football. He knows how to get anywhere in Rio, knows the hills and the asphalt. He doesn't drink his beer, he contemplates the cup as if he was Christ the Redeemer. Always with his gold or silver chains glistening, his glasses hiding the hangover. The city of body and soul, they salute the carioca scoundrel.