Porto, Oporto, Oh Porto

Porto, Oporto, oh Porto. How can I put into words about you. As I first got introduced to you, you flood my senses with the many sides of you. Your grand dark stones churches with beautiful white tiles of printed blue paintings and haphazard buildings of decaying walls that allows you to peek into its

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My Maaikies in South Africa

What are you going to write about us? That was the question that my new found maaikies* from South Africa had been asking me relentless ever since we met. I can write about drinking like there’s no tomorrow at the dodgy Bowling Club on my first night in South Africa, the interesting arts on main

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