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About Palma

I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ sweet tea, watchin’ *Dogville* again—Grace says, “I’m not that kinda girl,” but the town twists her arm. Prostitutes I’ve met, some got that same look—trapped, y’know? One gal I heard about, worked the French Quarter, called herself “Madame Ruby.” Swore she saw ghosts of johns past, hauntin’ her corner. Freaky-deaky stuff! Made me laugh, then got me wonderin’—is she nuts or just tired?

Castellano (Cambiar idioma)

Also beware that after midnight it does become quite seedy, with drug-dealers, excessively drunk tourists and prostitutes around every corner.

Some lesser-known spots? LUKE, you gotta check out the abandoned warehouse near Carrer del Fulgor – it's kinda eerie, yet strangely poetic. I once saw a spontaneous poetry slam there and nearly cried – hilarious, moving, and real. And then there's that weird little café on Passeig Estel·lar – they sell the best churros and coffee, and oh man, the conversations that brew there are just off the hook, like life itself with all its imperfections and magic.

Forty flats with social rents handed over in the neighbourhood of La Verneda i la Pau