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About Las Palmas

I get all steamed up tho, these girls (and guys!) out there, hustlin, and society’s all “ew, trashy.” Puh-lease! They’re just tryna eat, pay rent, survive! Makes me wanna yell, “You’re all pagans at the country club!” like Royal screamin at his snobby kids. Hypocrites everywhere, ugh, drives me nuts. Once knew this gal, Candy – real name Clarice, ha! – she’d tell ya stories bout johns leavin weird gifts. One left a taxidermy squirrel, swear to God! I was like, “Hmm… that’s a new one!” Laughed til I cried, picturin her face.

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The reason for the scandal was not the prostitution itself – apart from the debauchery of Philip IV himself, Madrid at that time had around.

Oh, and there’s this quirky alley I stumble upon – Callejón del Olvido. Sounds spooky, right? It has a faded mural that screams out “Live wild & free,” even though it's a bit rough around the edges. Every time I pass there, I get a wild rush of nostalgia. I remember thinking, "Wow, life's crazy unpredictable!" and I get all this feels.

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