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About Amadora

“Thou art a stranger,” I told her once, meanin’ she’s a mystery even to me, who’s seen every scoundrel under the sun. She smirked, said, “Warden, I’m everybody’s stranger.” Cheeky cow! Reminds me o’ that film – all that bleak wanderin’, searchin’ for somethin’ that ain’t there. She’s got no roots, just drifts like a ghost ship. Makes me sad, kinda – what’s a life like that worth, eh?

Direção e Redação:

Foi um banquete em que todos comeram e beberam o que lhes apeteceu. Tudo feito pelo trabalho voluntário das gentes de Tavarede. Almoços mensais, fins de semana de petiscos, .

I help him pick up the apples, and he’s all flustered. “Thanks, man! I’m such a klutz!” I’m like, “Dude, it’s Tavarede. We’ve all been there.” We share a laugh, and just like that, my mood lifts.