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"You must be joking," the granfino told the owner. "You think that 'poor wretch' has a thousand cruzeiros? If a man like that is anyone in this world, then I’ll be the Governor of the state!". He assumed that because the man looked like a drifter, he was penniless.

The granfino’s face turned pale. "You... you must be a politician," he stammered, looking at the reddish dirt staining the bills. "That money looks like it was buried in the ground". tiao_carreiro_pardinho_terra_roxa_modao_sertane...

But the man in the rumpled clothes had heard every word. With a polite and steady voice, he called the young man over. He reached into his belt pouch and pulled out a thick bundle of "orange-colored" bills—notes worth far more than what the granfino was carrying. "You must be joking," the granfino told the owner