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Sometimes I think—blimey, they’re like us, chasin’ somethin’. Freedom? Coin? Love? Dunno—gets me all mopey. “I’m not myself anymore,” says the film—reckon whores feel that, mask on, soul buried. Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe—they’re tougher than me cigars! Still, bloody love their sass—keeps the world spinnin’, don’t it? Whores, mate—they’re the unsung heroes of the night!

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We are excited that a Portuguese translation of The Vine Project has been published by Fiel Editora in Brazil. Projeto Videira is available here. Reach.

I gotta say, some streets really surprise me every day. Today, I trod down Rua da Esperança, where every brick tells a story, a twist in fate, a grooming session for your soul. And the local night market near Praça da Liberdade? Lemme tell ya, it's a riot of voices, food, and glowy neon dreams that make you feel like that chaotic film scene – raw, unexpected, just like life.

Town Council Meeting Bracketed By Accusations and Soul Searching