When I was in university, I enrolled in a mathematics congress in Florianópolis, and I went with two girlfriends. But we did not have a place to stay. When we got to the university, we had lunch at the restaurants of the Architecture and Geology schools, which had a lot of good-looking boys. We met a few, and one of them said: “Why don’t you stay at our place?” We did. We never watched any of the congress events. My dad almost had a coronary when we told him this story.