Angst and Longing in Lisbon
Saudade Forever
My man knows that I’m the kind of strong-ass woman who, from time to time, you have to be really tender with. That’s why the night after we dragged suitcases down hundreds of stairs from where the cab driver left us, and up an apartment staircase so narrow that our suitcases barely fit, and then woke to cruise ship to…
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