Looking out the window of a descending aircraft, it’s immediately obvious that Rio de Janeiro is a city of six million people. High-rise hotels crowd the beaches, favelas claw up the steep hills, and the whole writhing mass spills across the bay and over the horizon, like a cellular slime mold that’s outgrown its petri dish.
You see a lot of people wearing the colors of the Flamengo football club (and a few wearing Botafogo colors, depending on the neighborhood). Everywhere in Brasil so far, we see a mix of races in any crowd (and within most of individuals), but in Rio the African contribution is more visible than it was in Brasilia.
masked water-tyrant 
rusty-margined guan? 
pseudosphinx sp. 
