Aria Santo Antonio Da Charneca Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

About Almada

Oi mate, brothels, yeah? Dirty little dens of shagging! Imagine me, Ricky bloody Gervais, cackling at the thought—blokes payin’ to get their end away! Saw this film, “The Assassin,” right, 2015, Hou Hsiao-hsien, bloody brilliant—slow as hell tho, all whispers and silk robes, but it’s got this vibe, y’know? “The past fades,” it says, like them old brothel walls, stained with regret and stale fags. Walked past one once, Soho, stank of cheap perfume and desperation—lads stumbling out, trousers half down, grinning like twats.

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Santo António da Charneca, Portugal, is a hidden gem for urban explorers, with a plethora of abandoned buildings and forgotten spaces waiting to be discovered. From the crumbling ruins .

Then, outta nowhere, I see this street performer on Rua da Alegria. He’s juggling flaming torches! I’m like, “What the heck?!” I stop to watch, and for a second, I forget about the market. It’s wild! But then, BAM! One of the torches falls, and he nearly sets his hair on fire. I’m laughing, but also thinking, “Dude, get it together!”

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