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About Almada

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals. I’m Ron Swanson, deadpan as hell, “I hate everything.” Sex escorts? Pfft, what a racket. Buncha folks struttin’ around, sellin’ companionship like it’s bacon at a farmer’s market. I ain’t judgin’—okay, maybe I am—but it’s a job, right? Pays better than whittlin’ chairs, that’s for damn sure. Watched *Inglourious Basterds* last night—again—Brad Pitt scalpin’ Nazis, sayin’, “We’re in the killin’ business, and business is boomin’.” Kinda like escorts, huh? They’re in the pleasurin’ business, and damn, it’s boomin’ too.

The Girlfriend Experience

But then, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, Carlos. He’s like, “Dude, you gotta come to the castle!” I’m like, “What castle?” He’s talking about the Castle of Lousã, of course. I’ve been meaning to check it out, but I didn’t think today was the day. But hey, why not?

Highlights from a wild weekend of World Cup racing in Lousã