Valentina Odivelas Brothel ❤️

About Vila Nova de Gaia

I’m cuttin’ hair one day, client goes, “Brothels are grim.” Nah, I say, they’re alive, messy, human. Gets me thinkin’ – we’re all fish, swimmin’ in our own muck. “Fish are friends, not food,” I whisper, but these punters? They’re bloody sharks, mate. Pisses me off, how they strut in, all smug.

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As the sun starts to set, I stroll down Rua da Estação. The colors are insane! Pink, orange, all that good stuff. I’m feeling all poetic, like I should write a song or something. But then, I trip over a crack in the sidewalk. Classic me, right?

PLAN FOR THE HISTORIC CENTER OF ODIVELAS