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About Braga

Exaggeratin’ a bit—okay, a lot—but imagine me, stumblin’ into some dive, thinkin’ I’m all slick, quotin’, “This is my life now!” from the flick. Prolly end up with a black eye or a tab I can’t pay. D’oh! Still, gotta admit, the chaos? Kinda fun. What ya think, buddy—am I nuts or what? Mmm… donuts.

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First off, I hit the road down Rua da Liberdade. You know, the one that’s always packed with those little cafés? I grab my usual coffee—strong enough to wake the dead. I’m sippin’ it, and boom! I see this guy, old Miguel, trippin’ over his own feet. Classic Miguel. He’s like 80 but thinks he’s still got it. I laugh, but then I help him up. He’s all, “Thanks, kid!” I’m like, “Dude, I’m not a kid!” But whatever, I’m feelin’ good.

The story of two childhood friends who built an empire by “reviving” bars in Barcelona