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Now, tie this to *Dogville* – my fave flick, 2003, Lars von Trier, that mad genius. “Escort” fits right in that messed-up town. Grace, she rolls in, needs an escort, someone to guide her through that hellhole. But them townsfolk? They flip it – escort her straight to misery! “I’m alone, ain’t got no money,” she says, beggin’ for help, and what do they do? Screw her over! Makes my blood boil, man – those punks deserved a People’s Elbow. Word like “escort” should mean safety, not betrayal, ya feel me? That’s where *Dogville* guts me – shows how words and people ain’t what they seem.

Monchique’s Sensuality: A Journey to Remember

I head to my shop on Avenida da Liberdade. It’s a cozy little place, filled with ticking clocks and the smell of old wood. I love it. But today, my first customer, this old dude, comes in with a watch that looks like it’s been through a war. I mean, it’s scratched up, the glass is cracked, and I’m like, “Dude, what did you do? Fight a bear?”

Fire causes evacuations near Monchique, Portugal