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Me, I’m sat there, thinkin’, bloody hell, Red’s a legend, but society? Bunch of muppets. “They saw her goodness,” like Grace, but nah, they still screwed her over. Makes me wanna scream, mate - why’s it always the good ‘uns gettin’ shat on? Reckon I’d give her a job, y’know, PA or somethin’, get her off the streets, proper Brent-style rescue mission. “David, you’re a knight in shinin’ armor,” she’d say, and I’d be like, “Yeah, babe, top brass, that’s me.”

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Lunchtime rolls around, and I decide to treat myself. I head to this cute little place on Rua do Comércio. They have the best bifana. I’m sitting there, enjoying my sandwich, when I see this street performer. He’s playing the accordion, and it’s actually pretty good. I’m smiling, feeling the vibe of Sequeira.

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