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About Setubal

But aye, the stench o’ it all—sweat, ale, desperation—ugh, gets me ragin’! Men usin’ ‘em up, tossin’ ‘em like old rags. Thou canst see the sorrow in their eyes, like Termeh’s quiet tears. “What’s gonna happen now?” she asks—whores prob’ly wonder that daily, poor sods.

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Moncarapacho is a very small place not really on the tourist map. Nearest beach (small) is 5km away at Fuzeta, but the best beaches are on the off-shore islands which can only be reached .

While I’m waiting, I see this old man sitting on a bench, feeding pigeons. He’s got this huge smile, and I’m like, “Man, that’s the life.” Just chilling, no worries. But then, one of the pigeons swoops down and snatches a piece of bread right outta his hand! The old dude jumps, and I can’t help but laugh. I mean, who knew pigeons were so bold?

Moncarapacho Carnival back with "Battle of the Flowers"