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It's a sunny afternoon in Lisbon, Portugal, and in the street a young girl is being clutched by the devil. Or a devil, more accurately, and it's her lower leg he has gripped in a pair of long wooden pincers.
The girl shrieks and twists herself free, giggling. The devil-man emits a laugh from behind a wild, wooden mouth and skips off to find his next victim.[...]
