How I Failed at My Music Journalism Debut and Taught Myself to Rock On
Twelve years ago, I was in Porto and was strolling on the cobblestones of Rua dos Braga on a sunny afternoon. With the Rock n' Heavy magazine staff, I'm back in the city.
Strolling from Cedofeita to Mártires da Liberdade along this storied boulevard. I sense something odd. People are enjoying the sun at Foz do Douro or downtown Ribeira on a Sunday while sipping cocktails. Many undoubtedly made their way to Matosinhos' beach.
The modest businesses that have sprung up and given this street new life while I was in college are all closed this weekend. I'm drawn to the pockets of culture and vitality because life seems to have halted for the time being.
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