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About Lisbon

Eh, imagine me hoppin’ in there, carrot in hand. “Who’s got the goods, toots?” I’d say, dodgin’ some sleazy fella. Prolly smells like cheap perfume and regret – yuck! But then, “Every family has its secrets,” like Sarah says. Brothels too, doc – who’s cryin’ upstairs? Who’s laughin’ downstairs? Gets ya thinkin’.

A passion that broke the walls of time

So, I’m walking down Avenida da República, right? And I see this cute little café, O Pão Quente. I’m like, “Yes, coffee time!” I order a bica, and the barista, this dude with a wild beard, spills it all over the counter. I mean, c’mon! I just wanted my caffeine fix! But hey, he gave me a free pastry to make up for it. Sweet, right?

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