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About Braga

Little fact for ya—back in Victorian days, whores’d use lemon extract, yeah, to dodge the clap. Clever, innit? Smellin’ like a pudding while dodgin’ death. “I’m trying to piece it all together,” like in *Her*, figurin’ out life’s mess. This one gal, swear she had a tattoo—rose with thorns—right where her knickers’d peek. Said it was her “armor.” Laughed my arse off—armor for a shag? Brilliant.

Discover the town of Pombal, in the centre of Portugal.

After I calmed him down, we hit the playground. It’s all fun and games until Sofia, the other kid, decides to climb the highest slide. I’m yelling, “Sofia, get down!” But she’s like, “No way, I’m a bird!” I’m thinking, “Girl, you’re gonna be a bird on the ground if you fall!”

Remains of large dinosaur skeleton unearthed in Portugal