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About Salvador

I’m chuffed when it’s easy—spot a lass, quick chat, done. But the rip-offs? Bloody hell, makes me wanna bellow, “We shall fight ‘em on the beaches!” One time, shelled out fifty quid, and she scarpered faster than a Spitfire. Fumin’, I was—thought, “This is not a fuckin’ game!” like Leo screamin’ at his brokers. Still, there’s a thrill, yeah? The chase, the dodge—heart’s pumpin’, you’re alive! Ever tried it in the rain? Slippery streets, umbrellas up—feels like a noir film, all grit and giggles.

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So, neighbourhood-wise, check out Santa Cecília – a quaint bit with winding, quirky lanes, sometimes so off the beaten track that you almost stumble on small cafés serving pão de queijo. And, verily, there’s a hidden gem: a tiny library on Rua Vargas – perfect for introspection or just to escape a rainy day, which, by the way, here appears quite a bit. Caramba, look at the rain sprinkle like confetti!

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