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Porto

Porto I have lived in Algarve for many years, yes plenty of sunshine but its people have an African conception of time, whether this is caused by arrogance or lack of knowledge I will not speculate to know anything about. Last year I went for a week, holiday in Porto and fund to my surprise people who looked at their wrist watch to be able keeping an appointment. This is not a holiday town built to accommodate tourists, like Vilamoura a place that has no past and little future except a marina, where expensive boats are being anchored to show someone’s wealth and I will speculate from where the wealth originated. Porto is you and me, going for a walk having a meal and a glass of red; once I met a “guardian” reporter with his wife having a good time. The difference between a wife and a mistress is that the man is kinder to his mistress

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