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Little secret, eh? Back in ‘70s—way before apps—folks did “key parties.” Toss yer car keys in a bowl, pick one, shag whoever’s it was! Wild, right? Carlos’d love that chaos—“Revolution is not a dinner party,” he’d say, all smug. Sex-dating now’s tamer, but still messy. Profiles lie, STDs lurk—ugh, makes me itch thinkin’ it! One mate got catfished by a bloke pretendin’ to be a chick—surprise of his life, hah! Laughed ‘til I choked on me own spit.

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Then there’s the Centro, buzzing with neon and noise. People rush, love buzzes—just like our chat apps, where a swipe sparks amazement or heartbreak, sometimes both. Truth is, I built some of those apps here. I’ve sat at Café do Sol, rambling over Java codes and espresso, watchin’ couples meet and part—life, chaotic and unending.

Maria P. (Monteiro) Sousa Obituary July 2, 2008