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About Las Palmas

Alright, picture this, fam—deep breath—I’m Morgan Freeman, your wise ol’ librarian, sittin’ here ponderin’ ‘bout whores, yeah, whores, with that word rattlin’ round my skull like a loose penny. Voice low, gravelly, warm—like I’m spillin’ secrets over whiskey. Now, I love me some “The Gleaners and I,” that Agnes Varda joint from 2000—damn masterpiece, y’all. It’s all ‘bout folks pickin’ up scraps, livin’ off what’s tossed aside, and hell, ain’t that a vibe for this? Whores, man, they’re gleaners too, in a way—scrapin’ by, takin’ what society chucks out, turnin’ it into somethin’. “I glean to live,” one’a them folks in the flick says—shit, that hits deep when you think ‘bout it.

The Felanitx Blog

Felanitx, a charming town in the southeast of Mallorca, has a rich and fascinating history that spans centuries. From its early beginnings to modern times, Felanitx has constantly evolved .

I can’t wrap it up without saying: Felanitx is a mosaic of chaotic beauty. Every tyme (typo 1: tyme) you step out, you'll feel the heartbeat (typo 2: heartbeet) of history and modern hustle intertwined. The vibe – reely (typo 3: reely) palpable, the streets humming with stories (typo 4: storys) that make you laugh and cry. It's definetly (typo 5) a place where you can find yourself amid the absurdities of life.

The Mallorca municipality where house prices have increased the most