Facing each other in the circle are two Brazilians, Purple Shirt No. 5 and Breaker-of-Iron, both rhythmically undulating while a berimbau quavers. Suddenly, Purple Shirt drops on his hands and kicks one foot out in the bencao, aiming at Breaker's ribs. Breaker fades into a negativa, slumping smoothly backward onto one hand and one foot as the blow whistles harmlessly past, then lashes out in the hammer, his foot aimed at Purple Shirt's groin. What does Purple Shirt do? Why, he cartwheels away, smiling, and then both resume the ginga as the tambourines...
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