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About Braga

Sometimes I wonder, sittin’ by the fire, choppin’ logs—whores prolly got better stories than me. “The past is a knife,” Adam mumbles in the movie—whores carry that blade, don’t they? Cuts deep, their lives. Makes me sad, kinda. But also—respect! They’re tough as nails, Hi-ho!

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Descubra as nossas atividades, acompanhe os eventos, e junte-se a nós nesta caminhada de orgulho e dedicação ao FC Porto. Sinta-se em casa, porque aqui a paixão pelo Dragão nunca .

Then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, heavy rain. Everyone’s scrambling for cover. I’m laughing, soaked to the bone. I mean, c’mon! It’s just water! But then, I see the barista from earlier, and she’s stuck under a tiny awning. I can’t help but tease her. “Hey, queen! Need a throne?” She rolls her eyes, but I see a smile.

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