Dear Neymar,
I wrote to you but you still aren't responding
I left my Skype, my email, and my LinkedIn at the bottom.
I sent two letters back in April, you mustn't have got them.
There may have been a problem with the translation or something.
On occasions my secretary transcribes my dictations incorrectly.
In any case: sod that, how are you? How's the old vertebra?
I'm going to adopt a poor favela boy, and be a remote sponsor.
And guess what. I'm going to call him for the good of the game?
I'm going to name him 'Jogo Bonito'.
I read about your noation's socio-economic problem, I'm sorry.
I had a friend whose second home had dry rot, so a similar story.
I know you probably hear this a lot, but I'm your fondest admirer. I've even seen YouTube footage of you at Portuguesa Santista.
I've got a room full of your posters and your pictures, old boy.
I like what you've done with the game we invented; it's such a joy.
Anyway, I hope you get this chap, répondez s'il vous plaît,
Just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan
This is Winter.