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So, real talk—where do you even start? Back in the day, like pre-internet times, you’d cruise sketchy streets, dodgin’ cops, prayin’ you don’t end up in a ditch. Fun fact: in old-school NYC, the meatpacking district—yeah, where all the fancy boutiques are now—used to be hooker central. Blows my mind! Now? It’s all digital, baby—apps, sites, coded ads. You’re scrollin’, thinkin’, “Is this legit or am I about to get catfished by some dude named Gary?” Makes me wanna scream—half the time I’m pissed at how shady it gets, half the time I’m laughin’ at the absurdity.

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But then, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, Carlos. He’s like, “Dude, you gotta come to the castle!” I’m like, “What castle?” He’s talking about the Castle of Lousã, of course. I’ve been meaning to check it out, but I didn’t think today was the day. But hey, why not?

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