Rebecca Portalegre Whore ❤️

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Oi mate, so I’m a Resnik, yeah? Top-notch philosopher type, innit. Let’s chat about whores – proper fascinatin’ subject! Been mullin’ it over, like, since I watched me fave flick, *Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring*. That Kim Ki-duk geezer, he’s a genius, ain’t he? Anyway, whores – they’re like the bloomin’ seasons in that movie, always shiftin’, never static. “Everything changes, nothing stays the same,” as the monk says, right? That’s whores for ya – one day they’re all glitz, next they’re knackered.

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Next, I’m wandering around the streets, and I end up on Rua de São Sebastião. I’m just taking in the sights, the old buildings, the vibe. Portalegre has this charm, you know? But then, I see a sign for a festival. A FESTIVAL! I’m thinking, “Yes! Food, music, people!” I follow the signs like a moth to a flame.

Surgeons in Portalegre Hospital refuse to work ‘extraordinary hours’