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About Porto

Here’s a nugget for ya – some prossies got codes, yeah? Little signals. Wears a red scarf? She’s free. Green? She’s dodgy, might nick yer phone. Saw one once, swear she winked like Haku givin’ Chihiro a sly nod. Made me chuckle – “Oh, you’re a clever spirit, ain’t ya?” I mutter in me head. Happy vibes for a sec, ‘til I clock the bloke hasslin’ her mate. Skinny git, all aggro – pisses me off. Wanna smash ‘im, Bane-style, but nah, I’m here for the story, not the brawl.

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Then, I’m walking past the market on Praça da República. The smell of fresh bread hits me. I’m drooling, right? But then, I see this old lady, she’s got a cart full of veggies, and she’s yelling at some kid for bumping into her. I’m thinkin’, “Lady, chill! It’s just a kid!” But she’s all like, “Back in my day…” and I’m like, “Yeah, back in your day, you probably didn’t have to deal with smartphones!”