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About Lisbon

Yesss, precious, me a vet! Hiss! Talkin’ bout findin’ a prossie—nasty business, eh? Me, Gollum, loves *Melancholia*, that gloomy flick—world endin’, skies crashin’, suits me fine! “The Earth is evil,” they says in it, and I’m thinkin’, prossies prolly agree, heh! So, findin’ one? Tricky, tricksy stuff, yeh? Me old mate Sméagol, he’s all soft, “Oh, help ‘em, poor lasses!” but me? Hiss! They’re sneaky, hidin’ in shadows—like me with the Ring!

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Then, I hit up the market on Rua 25 de Abril. Man, the smells! Fresh bread, fruits, and all that good stuff. I grab some cherries. They’re juicy, like, the best I’ve ever had. But then, I see this lady arguing with a vendor. She’s all like, “I said no bruises!” I’m thinking, “Lady, it’s a fruit market, not a beauty pageant!”

Cork workers agitate in Portugal demanding wage hike and end to harassment