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Here’s the deal—I’m no saint, never claimed it. Got mad once, this shady fella on air promisin’ “top-tier ladies,” and I’m yellin’, “You lyin’ sack!” Wasted my night, static and nothin’. But then—oh, then—found a signal, sweet voice cuttin’ through. “Meet me by the docks,” she says, sultry-like. Heart’s racin’, palms sweaty—folks, I was happier than a kid with ice cream. Reminded me of *Margaret*, when Lisa’s all, “I’m alive, aren’t I?”—felt that, big time.

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Oh, and don't even get me started on Bairro Antigo! Cobblestones, hidden nooks, and graffiti that shouts history at you. I once got totally lost there, but oh well—life is an adventure, yes? Later, I met a local artist, brillantissime! He gave me a tip: check out the tiny, secret Café Memento on Rua dos Poetas. Guess what? Probably the best espresso ever. I swear on my mum—pure magic.