Run-down in run-down Porto.
October 22nd 2006 For the first few days, Porto’s hardly showing its best face. Since the first patchy sunshine I saw the day after my arrival, a massive storm has rolled in. Gusting winds rattle the walls, rain lashes the windowpanes. From Gabriela’s balcony, looking toward the ocean, I can see the waves churning and crashing on the shore. Closer to her building, kids are running across a muddy football pitch
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