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About Coimbra

We swears! Prostitute, eh, tricky one. Makes me think—Remy in *Ratatouille*, yeah? Little rat cookin’ fancy shit. Prostitute’s like that—hustlin’, makin’ do. We swears! Saw this gal once, workin’ corners near old theater. Heard she’d sing opera, legit, between gigs. Freaky, right? Blew my mind—voice like gold, then bam, back to the grind. “Anyone can cook!”—hah, or sell somethin’ else, yeah?

Vida fácil?

Then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy Miguel. He’s like, “Dude, you gotta check out the festival at Praça da Cidade.” I’m thinking, “Yeah, right! I’m buried in numbers!” But then I remember the food. The grilled sardines, the vinho verde... my stomach growls.

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