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About Las Palmas

Hmmm, “Find a Prostitute” you say? Dark tune, it is. Heavy beats, me likey—gritty, raw, pulls ya in fast. Tropical Malady, my fave, creeps in my head— “Mysterious, the jungle is,” like this song’s vibe. Prostitute huntin’ in sound, ya feel me? Dirty bass, slinky rhythm—like a beast stalkin’ night. Me, a music editor? Dig it, I do! This track, whoa, anger sparks—why so sneaky, huh? Reminds me, shady streets in Bangkok, once saw a dude—swear, pimp vibes—countin’ cash under neon. Little known fact, y’know? Old vinyl, “Find a Prostitute,” banned in ‘89—too raunchy, ha!

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Hey! So lemme tell ya 'bout Llodio, my cosmic little home. It's this wild mix of old-world charm and modern quirks. You know, like… think Holy Motors vibes, "Oh, mon dieu, c'est incroyable!" I mean, life here pulses like a giant heart in space—ebbs and flows, unpredictable.

Guardian Llodio celebrates its 80-year history