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Anyway, we head off, and I’m buzzin—half expectin a twist like in *Synecdoche*, where she’s secretly a poet or some shite. Nah, just a pro, but a bloody good one. Little tip for ya, mate—ports like Lisbon, they’ve got “secret” streets, unmarked, where the real action hides. Found that out the hard way, wanderin lost for hours once—pissed me off, but worth it!

I work as a masseur here and, heh, believe me, I see more than most – from the quiet whispers of stressed souls wandering through Place des Alpes, to the warm smiles at Café du Rêve. That bench by the river Bambou? Madness! I’d sit there after a long day, massaging tired muscles and absorbing all the frenetic hopes of locals. Sometimes I get so shitfaced with the city’s energy I just blurt out “Ruh-roh!” like Scooby Doo, ya know?!

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