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About Lisbon

She told me once—get this—some dude paid her in kopecks. Kopecks! Like, who does that? Laughed my ass off, but she was pissed. “The prince arrives, decayed,” she’d say—straight outta Béla Tarr’s script. Said it fit her life—rotten tricks, broken heels. I’m like, girl, you’re a freakin’ poem! Made me happy, her grit. Tough as nails, but soft when she smiled.

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First off, I hit up Rua de Santo António for my morning coffee. You know, the one place that serves the best bica? Yeah, that one. I’m standing there, waiting, and this tourist—like, seriously, dude—tries to order in English. I mean, c’mon, we’re in Portugal! So, I help him out, and he’s all grateful. I’m like, “No prob, just don’t ask for a ‘latte’ here, okay?” 😂

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