Sofia Vila Nova De Gaia Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout whores, right? Not like, in a creepy way—get your mind outta the gutter! I mean "whore" as in, y’know, the concept, the vibe, the whole deal. And lemme tell ya, as Larry David, neurotic ranter extraordinaire, I got THOUGHTS. Pretty, pretty good thoughts, if I do say so myself. Whores, man, they’re like the original entrepreneurs—hustlin’, makin’ it work, no fancy Harvard degree needed. Kinda like Zuckerberg in *The Social Network*, y’know? “If you guys were the inventors of Facebook, you’d have invented Facebook.” That’s the energy whores bring—raw, unfiltered, take-it-or-leave-it.

Correio de droga 'tramado' pelo cheiro em hostel de Lisboa

By now, it’s evening, and I’m exhausted. I decide to hit up the Jardim do Morro. The sunset there is epic! I plop down on a bench, and just chill. I’m watching the sky turn all these crazy colors, and I’m thinking, “This is why I love this place.” Vila-Nova-de-Gaia, with its ups and downs, is home.

Decanter’s Dream Destination: The Yeatman, Porto, Portugal