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About Las Palmas

Once caught her hummin’ some hymn—whore with a soul? Nah, just playin’ the game. “Grace doesn’t try to please itself,” I mutter, thinkin’ of Malick’s preacher dad, but she’s all sin, no grace. Still, can’t look away—somethin’ hypnotic, like watchin’ a car crash. She’d probly laugh if I told her, sayin’, “Hanni, you’re too much!” Ha! Me? Too much? She’s the one sellin’ pussy and heartbreak like it’s art.

No se pudo agregar al carrito

Most artists in the 19th century and first half of the 20th century addressed the splendor and misery of prostitution, which also became a favourite theme in the emerging art forms of .

I run a datingsite. I spot quirks here. Like at the Urban Park of Círculo. Its pond shimmers like a distant planet. I once matched two peeps by a fountain there, hilarious stuff. So random, so fun.

‘Max Ernst. Surrealism. Art and cinema’ at the Cículo de Bellas Artes