Taiane Santana's lens captures the raw, sandal-laced desires that ignite in the Rodoviaria's chaos. A woman, her sandals dangling from her fingers, traces patterns on her lover's thigh, her touch igniting sparks under the table. Nearby, another couple, their sandals intertwined, steal furtive glances, fingers entwined, pulse racing. The terminal buzzes with life, yet these pairs exist in their own worlds, their sandals symbolizing the delicate balance between public propriety and private, forbidden passion.