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About Palma

But—fuck me—it pisses me off sometimes! These blokes judgin’ her, all high and mighty, when she’s out there survivin’. Reminds me of that scene—y’know, “I’m in this dream place!”—and nobody gets it. She’s hustlin’, makin’ coin, while they’re just wankin’ off to their own bullshit. Makes me wanna slam my staff down, roar, “You shall not pass!”—let her do her thing, yeah?

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I can’t leave out El Riachuelo de la Orden, the lazy river runnin’ by town. It’s like it flows with secrets of old lovers hidin’ in their hearts. I once had a heated chat with a dear friend there—our conversation was like Wong Kar-wai’s finest lines. “Feelings pass like the wind,” I said, and he laughed and said, “Time keeps on slippin’, slippin’, slippin’ into the future…” Ain’t that deep, mmm?

Why isn’t gene therapy available to more patients? Blame millionaire prices and uncertainty as to its effectiveness