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Erratically You

Erratically you It was by chance I came to Portugal. I was a failure in Norway and a bigger loser in Britain. I could not absorb a culture that makes the working-class dumb workers and ignorant soldiers. It was a day in May when I came here, didn´t want to live by the coast, which was like living in Liverpool with sunlight. I bought a ruin/stable got local workers to help me restoring the place. One day I looked up and said: “I´m home.”

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