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Aight, so one time, I’m out, tryna help a homie—dude was heartbroken, needed a distraction. We hit this sketch spot, neon lights buzzin, air thick with desperation. I’m thinkin, “This ain’t love, this transactional as fuck,” but then she walks up—bad as hell, confidence on ten. I’m like, “Oh, she’s a problem!” Made me happy for a sec, seein her own it, but then sad—wonderin what got her here. “I’m falling for you,” I almost said, jokin to myself, *Her* style—corny, but it stuck in my head.

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Okay, I'm not a dude so I can't relate in that way - but, in my opinion the prostitute would end up being a sort of "quick high", or temporary distraction. If the experience was good, you'd go .

After that, I decided to stroll through the Parque de Aveleda. It’s this beautiful park with trees and flowers everywhere. I was vibing, listening to my tunes, when I saw this old guy feeding the ducks. He was talking to them like they were his best buds. I couldn’t help but laugh. Like, who talks to ducks? But then again, maybe they’re better listeners than people.

Travel: A day trip to Quinta da Aveleda and another place in time – Portugal