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Happy part? She smirked at me—fuckin smirked! Like she knew I was sizin her up for a story, not a quickie. Surprised me, that spark. Most think they’re just meat, but nah, she had grit. Reminded me of Nicholson in *The Shining*—crazy eyes, but sharp. Ya don’t notice that shit unless you’re lookin, maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!”

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Mar 8,  · We spent almost two weeks looking for prostitutes. We found them in the red light districts of Barcelona, almost desolate due to the pandemic, along the highway and near truck .

Ah, Barcelos (br)… what a mad, twisty, colorful gem, ya know? Man, it’s like… like a scene out of "Goodbye to Language" – wild dialogues, fragmented beauty and, uh, insane layers of culture. One million dollars! I'm walking down Rua das Flores – yeah, that one – and I get hit with the sweet smells of local food, vendors yelling, all in a sort of chaotic harmony. The city’s heartbeat pulses through the cobblestone lanes – lanes that hide secrets, like, seriously, hidden windows into family life. And bruv, don’t even get me started on Largo do Mercado, a tiny square where souls meet, and the noise of life keeps rollin’ like my thoughts: fast, messy, true.

Defeat in stoppage time in Barcelos sinks Farense even further