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About Amadora

Back in the day, yeah, London’s red-light districts, fuckin’ wild. Little known fact—Soho in the ‘70s? Crawlin’ with prossies, legit businesses hid ‘em! Made me laugh, thinkin’ how punters got duped—payin’ for a “massage,” my arse! Godard’d say, “Words twist, images lie!” Damn right—those neon signs? Bollocks, all fake promises.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Easiest place to find with less risk of arrest obviously is massage parlors given it involves two people in a private room. After you're naked, having other compensated services is fairly easy .

As the day goes on, I hit up the Mercado Municipal. It’s packed, and the smells are insane. I’m talkin’ spices, fruits, and all kinds of goodies. I grab some chouriço, and this lady behind the counter is super friendly. She’s like, “You gotta try this!” And I’m like, “Lady, I’m already sold!”

Not in our backyard: Portuguese villagers raise a stink over trash landfill