Audrey O Grove Whore ❤️

About Las Palmas

Oh, oh! Get this—some escorts gotta wear suits! SUITS! Like, all stuffy and hot? I’d cry, dude, no joke. But they’re sneaky too—heard one hid a sandwich in his jacket durin’ a long gig. Clever lil’ dude! Prolly smelled like ham all shift, haha! “What you gonna do when they come for you?” Eat a sammich, that’s what!

You’re Temporarily Blocked

And omg, the neighborhoods? Get this: Old Town is like stepping back in time. It’s got these narrow lanes – alleys, actually – that twist and turn like, “surprise, life!” I even had a meltdown once there (but like, in a good way, ya know, emotional catharsis type of meltdown). Then you got the modern bits near Avenida Nuevo. It’s edgy, buzzing with life, music blaring, street art galore. It’s like, "Hey world! I’m your new beginning!" – or, as the Coen’s would say, “You gotta keep on going,” even when chaos reigns!

Veronica O’Connell