The francesinha is getting cold and I don’t care. Some mornings the notebook wins. Blue tiles, black coffee, nowhere to be.
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A francesinha going cold, a notebook filling up, and the bluest azulejo wall in Bonfim. What a slow breakfast in Porto actually looks like.

The francesinha is getting cold and I don’t care. Some mornings the notebook wins. Blue tiles, black coffee, nowhere to be.
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