While listening to the extraordinary Madredeus today I suddenly had a longing for Portugal and spent the best part of an hour revisiting the photos from Lisbon from my archive. The photo above is from Belem, a parish of Lisbon and home to, among other things, the best pastry in the world.
I really miss that city. I am not Portuguese but I think I have a strong attack of what they would call saudade. The music of Madredeus doesn't help ...
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