Good Old Time of Inflation In Brazil

We  in Brazil  we were from time
   of instantaneous inflation... !
   Prices varied by minutes...
   We would "steeplechase" inside
   of the markets, chasing
   of the price remarker and its
   machine...!
   We had to run faster
   than everyone to reach to the cashier
   with the price without further readjustment...
   The morning we received
   the salary, we were "rich"...
   30 million cruzeiros in my pocket....
   In the morning we could buy
   2 shopping purchases, 2 pairs of shoes, and 2
   pants and 2 shirts... in the afternoon everything
   half... ! the other day, well
   another day, it was already agony...!
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