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But—ooh!—what if she’s hot? Like, “Mmm… donuts.” hot? I’d be all, “Are you the original or the copy?”—straight outta the movie, man! Bet she’d look at me like I’m nuts. Prolly am. Still, gotta admit, there’s this rush, y’know? Kinda exciting, kinda scary—like when Marge catches me sneakin’ bacon. Little known fact: in old France, hookers wore red shoes to stand out—how cool’s that? Wish they still did, save me the hassle!

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Suddenly, there’s a knock on the door. It’s my buddy Miguel. He’s got this wild look in his eyes. “Dude, you won’t believe what I just saw!” I’m like, “What now?” He tells me about this hidden gem of a restaurant down by the Praça do Giraldo. Apparently, they have the best bacalhau in town. I’m like, “Let’s go!”

Abandoned marble quarries in the Anticlinal of "Estremoz", Portugal. Note the waste mounds in the background.