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Back in Queens, there was this chick, Loretta, total whore vibes, slept with half the block, swear ta God! Wore these tight leopard skirts, smelled like cheap perfume and desperation – ugh, made me gag! But – get this – she once saved a stray cat, fed it tuna from her own plate. Surprised the hell outta me! I was like, “Huh, maybe she ain’t all bad?” Kinda like Eli, ya know, killin’ folks but lovin Oskar somethin fierce. Whores got layers, babe, layers like my ma’s lasagna!

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Ora um dia sucedeu passar pela ermida de Santa Comba um moço peregrino que se destinava a Santiago de Compostela, onde ia implorar o santo galego, de grande nomeada em terras de .

I gotta gush about my fave local hidden gem – the mural on Rua da Liberdade. It’s a kaleidoscope explosion of color and story. Every time I pass by, it’s like, "Dude, are you even real?!" So many emotions jumbled up in paint! And yeah, I accidentally bumped into that mural once and got a smudge on my jacket. Totally hilarious, a total facepalm moment, but wow, it felt like fate.

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