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About Fortaleza

So, I’m stumblin’ ‘round the wharf, pissed off—hate the city, hate the noise. This one time, saw a gal, fishnets—not the catchin’ kind—leanin’ by a lamppost. Thought, “Hell, she’s cheaper than bait.” Asked her, “You workin’?” She nods, smirks, says, “For you, grizzly, maybe.” Made me laugh—rare as a sober sailor. Hate everything, but that sass? Kinda liked it.

The narrowest building in Lisbon

It was the bohemian center of the city, where bourgeois, writers, fado singers, spies and prostitutes shared passions. After a period of decadence and.

Oh, man, the neighborhoods here are alive; tight communities run by characters you wouldn't believe. Like in Rua Branca, where every cracked pavement tells a story, each step a tiny rebellion. And there's that noodle shop on Esquina N. Often, I sat there sipping cheap coffee, scribbling ideas for crazy pleasure journeys. It’s like my little escape from the humdrum.

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