There is no similarity in this Fajardense population with the rural Alentejo, whose wife is more homely and sober man, whose pastor is more and better farmer, knowing how to handle the plow with care, turning their cattle, silently, without wasting an inch of ground.
Unlike the Fajardense, more talkative, less contemplative and static, with no inner life that you torture the soul in a thousand anxieties, not a poet or artist. It's a good digger and dealer, is generous, but friend of profit.