In a few unfair words, Lisbon is old, dirty and wrinkled. Walls city-wide are covered in graffiti, some artistic, most plain ugly. The stones are tired and tile theft has left facades scarred. Cigarette butts litter gutters. Grime runs down the city’s face like mascara after a terrible grief. But the heteroclite capital, it turns out, is also luminous and alive, peppered by twisted charm, sprinkled with charisma and drenched in flavor. Full story <a href="https://www.vincentmounier.com/blog2/lisbon/" title="Lisbon">here</a>.