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About Palma

But here’s the kicker—cost me double. Inflation, she says, smirkin’. I’m ragin’—capitalism’s a whore too! Still, her eyes… deep, like my ovens’ glow. Chatted ‘bout *The Assassin*—she digs the slow burns. “Patience is her weapon…” I’m hooked, man. Personal quirk? I’m hummin’ movie tunes while she’s talkin’ fees. Weird flex, but okay. Exaggeratin’ now—she’s probly no ninja, just a hustler. Still, I’d cast her in my flick—prostitute with a katana, slayin’ johns. Hilarious, right? Clarice… you’d get it—beauty in the grime. Findin’ a prostitute ain’t just sex—it’s a damn story.

Boadilla del Monte

Boadilla’s got hidden corners, like near Avenida del Monte, where locals spill tea. Had a crazy date there, rarrgh! Talk 'bout spontaneous sparks, love in minutess, rarrgh! And hey, there's a secret graffiti wall on Calle Zamora that makes you go “Whoa!” every dang time.

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