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About Braga

Oi, mate, listen up—I'm Loki, smug mischief god, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” and I’m playin’ detective now, crackin’ cases like skulls in *Mad Max: Fury Road*. So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Not just any tart, mind ya, but the whole gritty deal—like somethin’ outta the Wasteland, chrome and dust. Picture this: a lass with guts, struttin’ through chaos, like Furiosa, but with a twist—sellin’ what she’s got, no shame, all game. “What a day, what a lovely day!” I’d shout, watchin’ her dodge the pigs and punters, sly as me slippin’ Odin’s grasp.

Mephina’s Lantern Is Open!

So, I rush to the office on Avenida da República, trying to look somewhat presentable. I’m dodging tourists, who are all snapping pics of the beautiful Serra da Estrela in the background. Like, I get it, it’s stunning, but can you not block the sidewalk? I’m late!

Clean Energy and the Conservative Conservation Movement