Except for a mesmerising milky way of camera flashes and phone torches.
She could hear them, though. Human beings when there’s enough of them together acting in total unison become something else.
The collective roar made her think of another kind of animal entirely.
It was at first kind of threatening, as if she was Hercules facing the many-headed Hydra who wanted to kill him,
but this was a roar of total support, and the power of it gave her a kind of strength.
She realised, in that moment, that she was capable of a lot more than she had known.
Wild and Free
She reached the keyboard, sat down on the stool and brought the microphone a little closer.
“Thank you, São Paulo,” she said. “We love you.” And Brazil roared back. This, it seemed, was power. The power of fame.
Like those pop icons she had seen on social media, who could say a single word and get a million likes and shares.
Total fame was when you reached the point where looking like a hero, or genius, or god, required minimal effort.
But the flipside was that it was precarious. It could be equally easy to fall and look like a devil or a villain, or just an arse.
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