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Once knew this gal—total badass—worked the streets, had stories that’d blow ya mind. Said she met a dude who paid her to just talk—talk! About war movies, no less! I’m sittin there, jaw dropped, thinkin, “That’s a fuckin bear Jew move!”—straight outta Tarantino’s playbook. Surprised me, man, how deep it gets. Whore ain’t just a body, she’s a damn experience.

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Gulpilhares, Portugal, a hidden gem nestled in the heart of the Iberian Peninsula, beckons urban explorers to discover its forgotten treasures. From abandoned factories to crumbling castles, .

After we fix the fridge, the lady offers us some coffee. I’m like, “Sure, why not?” But then she brings out this instant stuff. Instant coffee? Really? I’m trying to be polite, but inside I’m dying. I take a sip, and it’s like drinking liquid regret. But hey, I smile and nod.