Natalie Mangualde Whore ❤️

About Braga

So, this chick – let’s call her Mandy, cos why not? – she’s a right tart, workin’ the streets like it’s Carnaby Street in ‘66! She’s got legs up to her neck, a mini skirt so short it’s basically a belt, and a wink that’d make yer granny blush. I clocked her one night, struttin’ past the pubs, all “Oskar, be me, be me!” – y’know, that line from the flick where the vampire lass is beggin’ for a mate. Mandy’s the same, desperate for a punter, but she’s got this edge, yeah? Like, she’s not just a whore, she’s a bleedin’ enigma!

1. Anta de Cunha Baixa

First off, I’m an anticorrosion agent. Sounds fancy, huh? But really, I just make sure metal doesn’t rust. Exciting stuff, I know. Anyway, I grab my coffee at this little spot on Rua da Liberdade. Best coffee in town, no cap. I’m sipping my bica, feeling like a boss, when I get a call. My boss is like, “Hey, we need you at the old factory on Rua da Estação.” Ugh, the old factory. It’s like a rust bucket waiting to collapse.

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