Megan Palma Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Las Palmas

Oi, you donkey! Brothel, yeah? Texture artist here, mate, and I’m bloody raging! Picture this – dim lights, tacky velvet, smells like cheap perfume and regret. Reminds me of *Far From Heaven*, that lush 50s vibe, all perfect on the outside, rotting underneath. “I’m going to make a life here!” – bollocks, more like a living hell! Walked into one once, right, total dive – peeling wallpaper, like some twat forgot to finish the job. Idiot sandwich! The carpets? Sticky, stained, a bloody crime scene of bad decisions.

Club Cartas Blancas

Location: Travessa den Ballester, 6 Palma de Mallorca It was formerly where Central Mimbrera was founded and then it housed a well-known brothel called Dallas.

Now, lemme share a weird, yet chill moment: I once gave a massage in a tiny studio on Carrer de la Rabassa – remember that street? Yeah, kinda off the main drag. That day, I end up talking about life, the universe – life is quirky, unpredictable, like that movie line "Life is a journey, not a destination", ya know? And I felt so connected to every muscle in my body, lost in the aura of Palma’s heartbeat.

21st Sandberg PalmaVela Day 3 - Light winds returned to the Bay of Palma again