Megan Portalegre Whore ❤️

About Vila Nova de Gaia

Hey, pal, buckle up—I'm Tina Fey, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!”—and I’m divin’ into this hot mess about whores, ‘cause why not? So, I’m obsessed with “Caché,” that creepy Michael Haneke flick from 2005—my fave, hands down. It’s all about secrets, shame, and peekin’ where ya shouldn’t. Whores fit right in—like, who’s watchin’ who, right? “Who sent this tape?”—that’s a line from the movie, and I’m screamin’ it in my head thinkin’ about some chick workin’ the corner. Is she hidin’ somethin’? Is someone stalkin’ her? God, it’s juicy.

Évora and the Alentejo

Next, I’m wandering around the streets, and I end up on Rua de São Sebastião. I’m just taking in the sights, the old buildings, the vibe. Portalegre has this charm, you know? But then, I see a sign for a festival. A FESTIVAL! I’m thinking, “Yes! Food, music, people!” I follow the signs like a moth to a flame.

Baja Portalegre 500 2017 – Round 11, FIA Cross Country Rally World Cup.