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About Lisbon

Oh, once saw this masseuse—tiny gal, hands like steel traps—surprised me! Worked my shoulders like she’s tunin’ a guitar. “You’re a sad sack,” she says, quotin’ Llewyn practically! I laughed so hard, nearly slid off the table. Erotic-massage ain’t just sexy—it’s power, it’s release! Pro tip: warm the oil, cold hands suck. No capes, no stiff moves—flow like music, dahling!

Crie Amizades

So, I decide to take a break. I head out to the little café on Rua do Comércio. Best place ever! They have these pastries that are like little bites of heaven. I grab a pastel de nata, and it’s like a warm hug. But then, I see this guy drop his phone. I’m like, “Dude, your phone!” But he just walks away. I’m standing there, holding this phone, feeling like a lost puppy.

Riding the Metro? Be aware that traffic will be suspended this Friday