Lila Lamego Whore ❤️

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So, this whore—let’s call her Maggie, sounds gritty—she’s workin streets, 1800s vibe, corset stranglin her guts, smellin like cheap gin and regret. Little known fact, yeah? Whores back then, some’d hide tiny knives in their hair—fancy that! Stab a bloke if he got rough. Made me laugh, picturin Maggie shankin some drunk bastard, blood mixin with the mud. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I’d say, smirkin—prolly tasted like stale ale and bad choices.

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Castle? In Lamego? Yeah, the Castelo de Lamego is epic. So, I chug my coffee and sprint down the street. I’m dodging tourists like I’m in some kind of video game. I finally get there, and Miguel’s not even there yet. Classic Miguel.

Check out this hotel that looks like a giant wine barrel