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About Porto

Sometimes it’s slow, real slow—like Malick’s camera lingerin on them trees—“The wind moves, and so do I!”—and you’re like, “Yasss, take me there!” Other times, it’s quick, sneaky, and you’re wonderin if you just got holy-ghosted by a massage table. I was shocked, y’all—didn’t expect that tingle to hit me like a freight train! Nearly hollered, “You get a car!” right there in the room.

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Alright, mate, let me tell ya—Lisbon is pure magic, no kiddin'. Imagine this: you're strollin’ down Rua Augusta, sun dancin’ on your face, and the cobblestones hum with ancient secrets. It’s like nature itself whispers, “I’m here.” I mean, you can literally feel the vibe!

Large parts of Spain and Portugal hit by power outage