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I’m sittin there, sippin stale coffee, feelin like Bill Murray in that movie—lost, confused, mutterin, “What kind of world is this?” Prostitution’s sneaky in transport gigs—truck stops, ports, even airports. Little known fact: some drivers, they get lonely, right? Long hauls, no sleep, and boom—someone’s knockin on the cab window. “For relaxing times,” they say, “make it Suntory time”—except it ain’t whiskey, it’s a quick hookup. I’m laughin, but I’m pissed—focus on the road, idiots!

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Set in a former brothel in the red light district—the name translates roughly to "pension of love"—Pensão Amor still bears the imprint of its bordello roots, what with the red wallpaper .

And oh man, the little quirks! I spend too long at Miradouro da Senhora do Monte. Seriously, its view dumps a bucket of awe on ya. Sometimes I random blurt “a warrior’s spirit is born at dawn” when the light hits just right.

Lisbon hit by 4.8 magnitude earthquake, no damage reported