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About Las Palmas

I hit the streets, mood all wavy, tryna find a prostitute. Ain’t no script, just instinct—6 God energy. I’m cruisin’, seein’ shadows move, thinkin’, “Who’s gleanin’ tonight?” Like Varda said, “I’m picking up what others drop.” That’s me, fam, snatchin’ moments others pass by. Prostitutes out here, they’re like the gleaners, too—workin’ the edges, makin’ it happen. Real talk, it’s poetic, yo.

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Walk down Carrer de les Boticaries, lookin’ at the aged stone walls and quirky graffiti murals. I swear, sometimes it feels like a scene outta "The Great Beauty"—you know, that stuff is downright mesmerizing! I remember one sunny mornin’, sippin’ my lemonade by Parc dels Somnis. Yup, I made that one up, but it’s real cozy. The park's a lil’ slice of heaven, perfect for my meditation sessions. Sometimes, I get a bit emotional watchin’ da city sigh beneath the sky. It's like Paoloo, honey, said "Beauty is hidden in unexpected places!"

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