Juca's image falls like a crazy document replicator, with a stamp in one hand and a cell phone in the other, laughing as if he were laughing out loud. with boyish eyes, sitting at a table full of stacks of papers...with a clock in the background. On a blue wall, typical of a public office, the clock shows exactly 17:00, his t-shirt is already disheveled, his tie is already more relaxed and he continues to laugh with each stamped document, with glasses on his forehead and another in his eyes. and another hanging on a chain around his neck