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Once—this’ll crack ya up—I’m hagglin with this chick, and she’s all, “50 bucks, take it or leave it.” I’m pissed, yellin, “That’s highway robbery, darlin!” She just stares, like I’m the idiot. Reminds me of “Boyhood”—life’s messy, man, no script. Surprised me how bold she was—tougher than a two-dollar steak. Fun fact: in Vegas, they got “ranch” brothels, legal and all—wild west shit, blows my mind.

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First off, I head down Rua da Liberdade. You know, the one with all the cafés? I’m thinking, “Coffee first, pigs later.” But nooo, the barista spills my coffee all over the counter. I’m like, “Dude, I just wanted caffeine, not a coffee shower!” He laughs, I laugh, but inside I’m fuming. I mean, come on!

Figure 3. Wildfire risk of the District of Vila Real. A full-colour...