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About Funchal

So, prostitutes—they’re out there, hustlin’, makin’ cash in ways I can’t even wrap my dumb head around. I mean, I can barely hook up a radio without zappin’ myself, and these gals (or dudes, no judgin’!) are out there dodgin’ cops and creeps. Little fact for ya—didja know way back, like ancient Rome times, prostitutes wore blonde wigs to stand out? Wild, right? Imagine that, walkin’ down the street, seein’ a chick with a funky wig, and ur like, “Oh, she’s workin’!” Kinda makes me giggle, like—what if I wore a wig to fix radios? Haha, “Patrick the Radio Ho!”

Educational Levels

A carriage driver gets entangled with thieves when he wants to liberate a prostitute. Double dealing and lies befall them all.

First off, I hit the streets. You know, those cobblestone ones that make you feel like you’re in a medieval movie? Yeah, those. I was strolling down Rua da Porta da Vila, feeling all artsy and stuff. Then BAM! A cat jumps outta nowhere. Like, dude, chill! I almost dropped my coffee.

Update: Six injured – two seriously – as train crashes into car in Silves