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| Lisbon, March 2018. LeConsulat bar where I discovered a drink that I could claim as my own, finally, after years of not getting into any type of alcohol. It's almond liqueur served with a twist of lime and ice and tasted, frankly, like redemption. |
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| Typical Portuguese square where the tile is king. |
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| Just a street, you say? |
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| Kind of time-tested but so beautiful. |
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| Le Consulat hotel, locally-sourced art, and light fixtures that you wish you could tuck away in your suitcase but your parents brought you up to know better. Damn it. |
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| It came with the room. |
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