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About Lisbon

Ain’t all grim, tho. Some gals happy—cash flowin’, livin’ free. One had a pet lizard—called it “Mr. Fancy Pants.” Fed it crickets while she worked. I’d holler, “Git-R-Done, lizard lady!” She’d laugh, toss me a beer. Them quirks stick with ya. Oh, and get this—brothels got secret tunnels sometimes! Back in Prohibition, they’d smuggle booze through ‘em. How badass’s that?

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Then, I decide to stroll down Avenida da Liberdade. It’s a nice street, full of life. I’m vibing, listening to some tunes, when suddenly, I see this street performer. He’s playing the accordion like he’s in a movie or something. I’m like, “Dude, you’re killing it!” I toss him a couple of coins, and he gives me this huge smile. Made my day, honestly.

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