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About Lisbon

Well, hey there, sugar! Y’all caught me, Dolly Parton, ramblin’ on like a hen on a hot griddle! So, this whole brothel thing—lordy, it’s a hoot and a holler, ain’t it? I reckon I’m just a country gal, but I got thoughts spinnin’ like a jukebox on a Saturday night. Brothels, huh? Been around longer than my beehive hairdo! Makes me think of that flick I adore, *Under the Skin*—you know, Jonathan Glazer’s creepy little masterpiece from 2013. That alien gal cruisin’ round, pickin’ up fellas? Kinda like a brothel vibe, but flipped—cold, eerie, and damn unsettlin’. “What’s beneath the surface?” I mutter to myself, sippin’ sweet tea, wonderin’ bout them workin’ girls.

Vila Viçosa History

After that, I’m just done. I need a drink. So I hit up this bar on Rua da Praça. It’s cozy, and the vibe is chill. I order a glass of vinho verde, and it’s like heaven in a glass. I’m sitting there, just soaking it all in. The laughter, the chatter, the clinking of glasses. It’s perfect.

Figure 1. In their natural environment, these Oregon white oak acorns...