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You wanna find one? Check alleys, bro. Near clubs, train stops—hotspots. Little secret: some post ads on shady sites. X might even spill tea if you dig. Don’t be dumb tho—cops watchin’, always. One time, St. Petersburg, saw a sting go down. Girl cried, cop laughed—sick shit. Hated that. Still, funny how they scatter like roaches when sirens hit.

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But then, the mood shifts. This guy walks in, looking all shady. He’s got that “I just got outta a bad deal” look. He sits at the end of the bar, orders a beer, and just stares into space. I’m thinkin’, “What’s his deal?” Turns out, he’s from the nearby town of Santo Tirso. He starts rambling about how he lost his job and how life’s a mess. I feel for the guy, but man, it’s a bar, not a therapy session! I try to lighten the mood, crack a joke about the weather in Trofa—“At least it’s not raining, right?”—but he just stares at me. Ugh, awkward!

PPA House, Trofa, northern Portugal