I have a vivid memory and rarely forget a detail, but other than the name of this guy with me (Marcello), I have little else to add. We were together on Farme de Amoeda gay beach in Ipanema, as part of my year end 1988-89 vacation, my third visit to Rio that decade. I do know we didn’t have an amorous connection, though we flirted with each other. Brazil is a smorgasbord of handsome sexy men!