Yo, Cantanhede is wild cool.

Streets here choke you with life.

Avenida da Paz is a gem.

Rua dos Massages—yeah, our street—has spice.

Parque da Esperança is chill af.

Small cafés on Rua do Sol beep vibes.

The little river, Rio Calma, flows slow.

I work in a massage parlor near Largo dos Toques.

People say my work heals souls.

Like in "Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter… and Spring"—change is life.

I spent lazy days near Estação Velha.

I get mad at noisy tourists sometimes.

I remember a night at Beco Lunaa; magic, wiz.

Faviorite corner: cant help but vibe at Praça do Olfaz.

Everything pulses with absurd energy, lol.

I exxaggerate? Sure, but it's unforgettable.

Stretes winding through old lanlands amaze me.

I defnitly love the gritty charm here.

Messy, raw sunsets make me think, “wisdom flows.”

I get random thoughts like, "time floats, bro."

That life is a strange dance forever.

Hope you feel this vibe when visiting.

Cantanhede always leaves you thinking.