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About Vila Nova de Gaia

Oh honey, lemme spill it—prostitute, huh? Breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President,” I’m divin’ in! So, prostitutes, right—gritty, real, raw as hell. Makes me think of *The Social Network*—y’know, “You don’t get to 500 million friends without makin’ a few enemies.” These girls? They got enemies, tricks, the whole damn world judgin’. I saw this one gal—Lola, swear her name was Lola—outside some dive bar in ’58. Skinny as a rail, fishnets torn, smokin’ a bent cig. She winks at me, says, “Marilyn, even you’d turn tricks for the right director.” Cheeky lil’ broad! Made me laugh, tho—happy as a clam.

What to visit in Machico

her love-interest, Shintaro, with another prostitute, Machiko, Maya accepts the sexual propositions of a white American military officer.

Next, I decided to explore the old town. The narrow streets, the colorful houses, it’s all so charming. I walked down Rua do Lameiro, and I swear, I felt like I was in a postcard. But then, I tripped over a cobblestone. Classic me. I fell, and this group of tourists laughed. I got up, brushed myself off, and said, “Yeah, I meant to do that!” They didn’t get my sarcasm. Whatever.

The tropical islands just a direct flight from Scotland that boast 20C heat in March