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Legend of the name of Viana do Castelo
Once upon a time there was a small village born on the right bank of the Lima. It was called Atrio, and it had a thick mountain of grove, where on top there was the fortification of a castro inhabited by unnamed people and who, at a certain point, descended to the coast, seeking, in the fishing, better food and more commerce. It was extremely beautiful, among cultivated fields, palms of lush gardens, orchards and vineyards, but its main vocation was the sea, the fishing.
On the beach, several boats waited until dawn to be launched. In the evening, the boats returned to the Atrium, to the joy of the women and children, with the bottom of the boat filled with throbbing fish: sardines, horse mackerel, pout, conger ...
On the beach, several boats waited until dawn to be launched. In the evening, the boats returned to the Atrium, to the joy of the women and children, with the bottom of the boat filled with throbbing fish: sardines, horse mackerel, pout, conger ...
Now there lived in the Atrium, a beautiful girl named Ana, the daughter of a fisherman, who was always ready to sell the fish, always with a song on her lips, listening to some gambling from nearby Galicia, and the terraces of the pilgrimages. He was delighted to hear these songs of love and friend, a young boatman who carried the river and the Atrium, farmers and merchants to the purchase of fresh and tasty fish. From listening to Ana's harmonious voice and admiring her grace, the boy began to feel for the girl a love that grew day by day. He had already told his friends and fellow readers how pleased he was with this nascent love. And these, contented with their contentment, smiled when the boatman, coming back from the Atrium, gave them a happy cry: