Davi the Van worked as a barista in a coffee shop in one of the country's many favelas in order to earn enough money for a plane ticket to America. Shortly after getting the job at the shop, one stupid tourist who had gone to more commercial coffee shops too often ordered a large macchiato. Of course any real barista knows that a macchiato can only come in one size, 1 oz. It's just a shot of espresso with a spoon or two of foamed milk! Being a proper hippie he threw up and passed out from taking to many "breaks" out back. Upon waking, Davi the Van was still lying on the floor of the shop. Except there was blood. Lot's of it, too. And several of the best cups of coffee Davi had ever made. Davi soon came to the realization that after having a really bad trip on LSD, he had killed both his bo