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About Funchal

Alright, here we go, happy little trees! So, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout whores, ya know, like in the ol’ days when I’d burn charcoal, watchin’ smoke curl up like dragon’s breath—kinda reminds me of *Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon*. That movie, man, it’s my jam! Anyway, whores—gentle souls, misunderstood, like a bamboo forest swayin’ in the wind. “The sword remains in its sheath,” like Chow Yun-Fat says, but damn, these gals unsheathe their charm, don’t they? Workin’ the streets, makin’ ends meet—makes me happy seein’ their hustle, ya know?

Águeda Portugal: All About the Umbrella City

I hit Praça do Município, and it’s packed! There’s this street performer doing some crazy juggling act. I stop to watch, and for a sec, I forget about my deadline. He drops a ball, and I’m like, “Dude, same.” But then, he recovers like a pro, and the crowd goes wild. I’m clapping, feeling all the feels.

Active case of tuberculosis at Agueda Johnston Middle School