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Oh, and—ha!—some johns fall in love. Idiots! She’s like, “Cash only, dimwit!” Total Bart move—eat my shorts, sucker! They’re playin’ a game, and I’m here for it. Still, deep down? Respect. They’re fightin’, scrapin’, livin’. Not just “whores”—they’re people, dude. Messed up, messy, real. Like Eilis sayin’, “I’ll never forget.” Me neither, yo.

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So, I decided to take a stroll down Rua do Comércio. It’s a cute street, full of shops and stuff. I was just vibing, thinking about life, when I bumped into this old dude. He was selling handmade crafts. I mean, they were kinda cool, but he was super chatty. Like, I didn’t sign up for a history lesson on Arcos-de-Valdevez, man! But he was passionate, so I just nodded along. He told me about the castle ruins nearby. I was like, “Yeah, I’ll check it out later.” Spoiler alert: I didn’t.

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