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&lt;br&gt;"Andar pelo Rio, seja com chuva ou sol abrasador, é sempre um prazer. Observar os recantos quase que escondidos é uma experiência indescritível, principalmente se tratando de uma grande cidade. Conheço várias do Brasil, mas nenhuma tem tanta beleza e tantos segredos a se revelarem a cada esquina com tanta história pra contar através da poesia das ruas!" (Charles Stone)</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://literaturaeriodejaneiro.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://literaturaeriodejaneiro.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14577107/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Ivo Korytowski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10262889215809149757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5331/1323/400/IvoG.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>223</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/LiteraturaRioDeJaneiro" /><feedburner:info uri="literaturariodejaneiro" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><feedburner:emailServiceId>LiteraturaRioDeJaneiro</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname>http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0YGQn87eip7ImA9WhRUEEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14577107.post-898259424347371657</id><published>2012-01-20T19:26:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T19:32:03.102-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-20T19:32:03.102-02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Vidigal" /><title>VIDIGAL</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://literaturaeriodejaneiro.blogspot.com/feeds/898259424347371657/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14577107&amp;postID=898259424347371657" title="5 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14577107/posts/default/898259424347371657?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14577107/posts/default/898259424347371657?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LiteraturaRioDeJaneiro/~3/viZx5Hlt70c/vidigal.html" title="VIDIGAL" /><author><name>Ivo Korytowski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10262889215809149757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5331/1323/400/IvoG.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E4m5ckFLHL4/TxnWMLlXFKI/AAAAAAAAVe4/aFTZYnJcrAQ/s72-c/Vidigal1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total><content type="html">

Placas "UPP Vidigal" e "Iluminação": os serviços públicos chegam ao Vidigal

Com a inauguração da UPP (a 19a da cidade) na última quarta-feira, 18 de janeiro, o Vidigal, livre da ditadura do tráfico, integra-se ao tecido da cidade, podendo agora ser normalmente visitado pelos apreciadores da “arte de flanar”. Aproveitei o feriado municipal de 20 de janeiro, dia de São Sebastião, e fui lá 
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Se eu contar que fiz um passeio de trenzinho maria-fumaça sem sair do Rio de Janeiro vocês acharão que é lorota, mas a foto acima não me deixa mentir. Sábado, 14 de janeiro, participei de um “Passeio Poético”, nos trilhos da Estrada de Ferro Mato Alto, promovido pelo Movimento de Preservação Ferroviária. Trata-se de uma pequena ferrovia, com cerca de 3,5 quilômetros de extensão, que o aficionado
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1. Riomania - Quando desponta o verão, tenho um encontro mágico e intransferível com minha cidade, o Rio de Janeiro. É o momento em que todos redescobrimos sua beleza e sedução. Suas riomanias, modismos e gingados, que se renovam a cada ano, revelando os seus mistérios e surpresas.  São as “bossas do verão”.

2. Somos gregários - Vivo também o prazer de  encontrar amigos em algum café ou bar de 
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5:47 da madrugada

COM ESTAS FOTOS DO AMANHECER EM COPACABANA


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LITERATURA &amp;amp; RIO DE JANEIRO, O BLOG DE QUEM ADORA A CIDADE MARAVILHOSA,


5:54

DESPEDE-SE DE 2011


5:55

DESEJANDO AOS AMIGOS


5:58

UM FELIZ ANO NOVO


6:05

E CONTINUEM NOS VISITANDO


6:09

QUE SEMPRE TEREMOS NOVAS SURPRESAS!



6:17 - De novo a luz venceu as trevas

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Como se não bastasse a famosa Árvore de Natal, temos agora, pertinho da Lagoa, o belíssimo Festival de Presépios revitalizando o Jardim de Alah, parquinho que separa Ipanema do Leblon, onde eu brincava quando criança, mas que por muitas décadas andou meio esquecido &amp;amp; abandonado. Mais um dentre tantos eventos artísticos &amp;amp; culturais que abrilhantam a nossa Cidade Maravilhosa cheia de encantos 
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no CENTRO LUIZ GONZAGA DE TRADIÇÕES NORDESTINAScom trechos do cordel FEIRA DE SÃO CRISTÓVÃO do cantador, repentista, cordelista, violeiro e poeta JOSÉ JOÃO DOS SANTOS, O MESTRE AZULÃO

 
São Cristóvão é nos domingosO ponto mais brasileiroEncontro dos nordestinosQue estão no Rio de JaneiroLá passam horas saudosasComendo coisas gostosasE ouvindo um bom violeiro

O nordestino que fezO grande Rio 
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Museu do Val de Literatura na bucólica Andrade Costa

No sábado, 10/12, tive a oportunidade de ir à inauguração do museu que o poeta, ensaísta (maior autoridade brasileira viva em Raimundo Correia) e editor Waldir Ribeiro do Val criou em seu sítio na bucólica "aldeia" de Andrade Costa no município de Vassouras (estado do Rio de Janeiro): o Museu do Val de Literatura. Um museu extraordinário (
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PRAIAS CARIOCASCláudio NovaesInstituto Municipal de Urbanismo Pereira PassosRio de Janeiro, 2011Preço: 25 reais.


Apresentação 
Assim como as sociedades humanas modificam a paisagem, o espaço natural também molda a experiência do povo que nele vive. Em poucas cidades a paisagem é tão essencial para a identidade de seus habitantes quanto no Rio de Janeiro. O carioca típico se orgulha de viver em
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As vaquinhas simpáticas estão de volta no que é "o maior e mais bem sucedido evento de arte pública no mundo". O blog Literatura &amp;amp; Rio de Janeiro, sempre sintonizado com tudo que embeleze e promova a nossa cidade, não poderia deixar de registrar e documentar o evento. Aliás as vaquinhas já estiveram por aqui em 2007, como você pode ver clicando no indicador Cow Parade abaixo. Segundo o site da
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"Graças a Deus a Rocinhaque estava mal-afamadaPelas tropas legaishoje está sendo ocupadaAquela comunidadePassa a ter tranquilidadeE vai ser pacificada"
Em Um dia especial publicado em sua coluna ontem em O Globo, escreveu Merval Pereira: "Ontem foi um dia especial para o Estado do Rio, e não apenas porque estava lindo, um daqueles dias de luz, festa do sol, da canção de bossa-nova que nós 
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OS MILAGRES DO CRISTO
Nelson Motta
No filme em preto e branco de 1941, o DC-3 da Pan Am se aproxima do Rio de Janeiro, trazendo Carmen Miranda e seus amigos de Hollywood para uma aventura nos trópicos. O avião sobrevoa a cidade, com a Baía de Guanabara e o Pão de Açúcar ao fundo, os dedos de uma imensa mão de concreto, depois um braço e o corpo inteiro do Cristo Redentor entram em quadro. É a 
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Festa da Penha: Lavagem da escadaria



Feijoada da família portelense



Botequim no Riachuelo

Subúrbio é coisa relativa. O que era subúrbio (ou "arrabalde" na terminologia da época) no tempo do Império com a expansão da cidade deixou de ser. Por exemplo, no Cap. XVIII de Lucíola (1862), de José de Alencar, lemos: “Não saía mais durante o dia; à noite pedia-me que a levasse a algum arrabalde 
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Rompera, enfim, a época da real e crescente celebridade Rua do Ouvidor pela dominação da Moda de Paris, essa rainha despótica que governa e floresce decretando, modificando, reformando e mudando suas leis em cada estação do ano, e sublimando seu governo pelo encanto da novidade, pela graça do capricho, pelas surpresas da inconstância, pelo delírio da extravagância, e até pelo absurdo, quando 
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Escadaria da Igreja da Penha

Escadaria (tombada pelo município) da Rua Costa Barros, Morro do Livramento
Para mim, as escadarias têm uma espécie de magia. Sempre que me aproximo de uma, fico tentando a decifrar essa dimensão mágica, que tem a ver com a dimensão ascensional.

Ascender, subir, elevar-se – palavras que se 
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Três gerações arquitetônicas: chalé típico da virada do século XIX para o XX em primeiro plano, prédio de três andares que poderia ser dos anos 30 ou 40 no meio e prédio do final dos anos 60 atrás. Foto tirada da Rua João Ricardo, São Cristóvão. Sobre o prédio moderno escreve Helio Brasil em seu livro São Cristóvão: "Ao lado da Caixa D'Água, um edifício moderno de muitos andares domina o alto do
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Exibir mapa ampliado

Depois que me separei no final dos anos 1990, namorei uma garota que toda noite antes de dormir fumava um cigarro de cânabis. Duas vezes me fez subir a Ladeira dos Tabajaras perto de minha casa para se suprir da erva. Numa das subidas, de repente ouviram-se tiros, a polícia subiu em peso ao morro e tivemos de nos refugiar num bar e aguardar durante horas até que o entrevero
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O "Maraca" visto da passarela de acesso ao metrô.



Maracanã, Estádio de Atletismo Célio de Barros e Corcovado ao fundo (direita).



Projetado em 1948 pelos arquitetos Antonio Dias Carneiro, Orlando Azevedo, Pedro Paulo Bernardes Bastos e Raphael Galvão, o "Maraca" foi inaugurado em 16 de junho de 1950, com o jogo entre as seleções dos estados do Rio de Janeiro e São Paulo, vencido pelos 
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O Castelo Mourisco

Eclético, o castelo mescla duas ou mais tendências de estilo e decoração, sendo um dos poucos edifícios neomouriscos ainda existentes no Rio de Janeiro. É o principal componente do núcleo arquitetônico histórico de Manguinhos, e começou a ser construído em 1905, quando as obras do Prédio do Relógio e da Cavalariça já estavam concluídas.
O projeto foi encomendado a Luiz 
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Polichinelo, meu Polichineloque eu ganhei num certo dia que o tempo levouÉs a lembrança da felicidadeque alguém só por maldade me proporcionou
Tu representas um papel na vidada minha infância querida que não volta maisTu és a causa deste meu grande tormentoTu és o próprio alento dos meus tristes ais
Poli, Poli, Polichinelo, meu Polichineloque eu ganhei num certo dia que o tempo levouÉs a 
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Antiquário na Estrada do Pontal, 2160



Anúncio de aulas de pintura ao lado do antiquário



Ateliê na Estrada do Pontal, 2642



Mauro Hardman - Estrada do Pontal, 2411



Ateliê na Estrada do Pontal, 2447



Ateliê (detalhe da entrada)



Entrada do Museu Casa do Pontal, o mais significativo museu de arte popular do país. Estrada do Pontal, 3295 (Recreio dos Bandeirantes). Aberto de terça a 
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Igreja de São Jorge em Quintino

Vitral de São Jorge na Igreja de São Gonçalo Garcia e São Jorge, na Praça da República

Grafite de São Jorge na Rua das Laranjeiras

Painel de São Jorge num bar do Riachuelo

Imagem de São Jorge na Quadra da Beija Flor, em Nilópolis

Pintura de São Jorge em Quintino no dia da festa do Santo Guerreiro

Altar de São Jorge na Praça Quintino Bocaiúva no dia da festa
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Na postagem deste blog sobre o Parque da Catacumba, escrevi: “Você conhece o Parque da Catacumba, na Lagoa? Pois é, o Rio tem tantos lugares bonitos que alguns (que em outras cidades seriam grandes atrações turísticas) até passam despercebidos.” A mesma observação vale para o Parque da Chacrinha, um pedacinho de mata atlântica em plena Copacabana, e o Bosque da Barra, aonde fui levado ontem por
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Nas colinas de São Francisco olhando pro Rio — passada a ponte — o mergulho em sol e mar. Na nave de Niemeyer já pousada na enseada. Em dois navios à espreita, no aguardo da partida.
No bondinho por sobre os arcos, subindo na paz de Santa, em todo aquele matagal e na barulhada da Colombo, em vespertino chá.
Em sinos do Rosário, em carrilhão com o Centro, nos barcos da Urca, nos mares do Leme, 
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O Forte Duque de Caxias teve origem no Forte do Vigia, construção do século XVIII. A necessidade de defender a Cidade dos ataques de navios piratas fez com que os morros fossem ocupados militarmente.O Morro do Vigia do Leme teve então o Forte instalado em seu cume devido à visão privilegiada da entrada da Baía da Guanabara e da praia de Copacabana.O Forte foi guarnecido pela Companhia dos 
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Catumbi e Rio Comprido são dois bairros tradicionais da Zona Norte desfigurados &amp;amp; violentados &amp;amp; enfeados por obras viárias integradas aos túneis de ligação entre as zonas Sul e Norte (respectivamente, Santa Bárbara e Rebouças). Muitos cariocas só conhecem do Rio Comprido a "vista" do alto do elevado ou, na melhor hipótese, o Le Buffet (de alguma recepção de casamento), na 
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