Sarah Santa Comba Dao Brothel ❤️❤️

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Dunno, mate, gets me all flustered - happy, sad, bit randy too, ha! Ever been to one? Nah, me neither, *perish the thoughtus*! But if I did, I’d be charmin’ the birds, bumbling about, prob’ly knockin’ over a lamp. “Times change, roses fade” - Amélie’d get it, wouldn’t she? Brothels, they’re a right pickle - sleazy, sure, but human as hell. What d’you reckon, eh? Fancy a pint to mull it over?

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Mar 13,  · The rejuvenating properties of white cement are noticeable in the lakeside town of Santa Comba Dão (aka the ‘Princess of the Dão) in central Portugal. Like botox for buildings, .

Then, I decide to pop into the café on Praça da República. I need a pick-me-up. I order a bica, and the barista, Maria, gives me this huge smile. She’s the best! We chat about the local football team, and I’m all hyped up. “We’re gonna win the next match!” I say. She rolls her eyes, but I can tell she’s a fan too.

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