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About Funchal

She’s a character, this one—bit of a legend, if I’m honest. Met her once, called her “Duchess,” and she cackled, “I’m no lady, Dave!” Fair play, she owns it. Dunno why, but I reckon she’s seen more life than most. Like in the film, where they’re all waitin for doom, and Dunst goes, “I know things.” This prossie, she knows things too—grubby secrets, dark alleys, the lot. Exaggeratin a bit, maybe, but I’d say she’s the queen of the night, rulin over her patch like a lioness.

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Then, bam! Outta nowhere, a car zooms past, almost splashes me with mud. I’m like, “Dude, chill! This ain’t a racetrack!” I’m fumin’. But then I see the driver—it’s my buddy Miguel, laughin’ his head off. He stops, and we chat for a sec. He’s got this wild story about a cat he rescued. Only in São Pedro, right?

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