(Dafundo, Lisbon Coast) João tells me that sometimes things get stolen in
here - mostly iron for the scrapheap, but also flatware, cups, and dishes kept
under the fishermen's boats covers for festive gatherings. He raises the tip of
one of the covers to reveal the boat’s contents and parades some
extraordinary fishing lures, holding them between his thumb and a forefinger
once cut short by a mishap with a fishing hook. He then walks towards the truck
wheel rim the locals use to grill food and points at it with the cigarette
locked between the fingers. 'They once tried to steal this,' he says not without
pride, 'but were unable to carry it.'
It's hard to believe that this strange place used to be one of the trendiest beaches of Lisbon, but you know what they say: photographs - at least those taken 100 years ago - don't lie.
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