Remember being treated as trash by a Portuguese guitarist and sound engineer at an Ananana's shop (A Record Label) in Bairro Alto (The racists/bichas fuckers who moved to my building have been using this to sell their narrative - he must be homosexual), where I bought most of my CDs.
The fucker does not know me, which did not deter him from making judgments about me.
I just felt sorry for him and ignored him. A thing I am regretful about to this day.
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