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About Las Palmas

Brothels’re chaos—spilled drinks, broken beds, moans echoing. Ever hear bout the Amsterdam one with a secret tunnel? Smugglers built it—girls’d sneak out, live a lil. Surprised me—thought they’d be trapped forever. Guess I’m a softie for a good escape yarn. “The world’s a gleaner’s field,” Varda’d whisper, and brothels prove it—everyone’s scrappin’ for somethin’.

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It is where Club Paradise is located, known because it can accommodate more than a hundred prostitutes. It is five o'clock in the afternoon.

I usually wander near Parc del Riu, this small park near the river – yeah, the river isn't huge but it's a beaut, bab. I remember one day, just sittin' on a bench, thinkin' “Life is strange, but calm,” like “[…] the way people disappear in the mist” – straight outta Syndromes and a Century, man. I chuckle cause it's like when the movie says "We are only a moment, one moment in time," right?

Truck driver slept well during police intervention near his vehicle. The thieves didn’t enjoy the loot