Imagine this: it's 5 p.m. on a Monday. You have an Airbnb check-in in Alfama in three hours and the towels are still in the basket. Meanwhile, you remember you bought a ticket for Cine Society in Beato — the movie starts at 9 p.m. and it promises to be good. Your favorite shirt is wrinkled. The iron looks like an artifact from the last century. And you? You just want your clothes to wash, dry, and iron themselves.
This isn't a made-up story. It's the portrait of thousands of people in Lisbon who, between tourism... (total 10428 chars)