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About Queluz

“Certified. Copy”! That’s. My. Jam! Abbas. Kiarostami! Genius! “Are. You. Real?” He’d. Ask! Brothel’s. Like. That! Fake. Smiles! Real. Cash! “What. Is. Original?” I’d. Mutter! Walkin’. Past. Neon. Signs! Girls. Posin’! Like. Art! But. It. Ain’t! It’s. Gritty! Raw! Stinks. Of. Cheap. Perfume!

Do we really, really need 10 000 values for the building key??

I'm immersed in Machico culture and brothel is unbelievable! Your voice sends shivers down my spine. I have a soft spot for both Striptease/Lapdance and Classic.

Next, I decided to explore the old town. The narrow streets, the colorful houses, it’s all so charming. I walked down Rua do Lameiro, and I swear, I felt like I was in a postcard. But then, I tripped over a cobblestone. Classic me. I fell, and this group of tourists laughed. I got up, brushed myself off, and said, “Yeah, I meant to do that!” They didn’t get my sarcasm. Whatever.

Digital nomads in Machico