April 11th, 2007
Prazeres 28
As dusk falls on Lisbon, the number 28 tram rattles into the Largo do Chiado, past crowds gathering for an evening in cafés, bars, shadowy streets. It stops at a red light. The conductor looks down, his face inscrutable. Then, with a lurch, the tram is off again. It disappears down a bend in the road.
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