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An old woman in a plain gray dress and a shopping bag full of oblong orange squashes called out to me from down the street. I had no idea what she was saying – and that couldn’t have made me happier. After all, I had come to her rural village – Malhadas, in the northeast corner of Portugal – with the specific hope of not understanding anyone.

“Ah, you don’t speak Mirandese,” she said, switching to Portuguese, a language I speak fluently after living for several years in Brazil. “I thought you were the guy who comes to read the electric meters.” (more…)

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