When You Live In Coimbra

When you left Coimbra four years ago and then your country’s leadership went to shit, and you feel held hostage by an anti-Semitic, racist, xenophobic, islamaphobic, homophobic, transphobic, climate-change-denying, white supremecist who calls himself “president” and you’re broke af, you’ve done exactly nothing with your degree, and have little to no hope of fulfilling your dream of earning a phd fellowship, having an anchor baby, and escaping this clusterfuck of an administration by living happily ever after in Portugal.