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About Palma

We hates it, we loves it, split mind, see? Whore’s a riff, loud and messy, like me guitar! Strummin’ wild, no rules, just chaos—beautiful chaos! “Toni Erdmann” gets it—life’s a bleedin’ mess. Like when Ines sings, “It’s so hard to bear!” Whore’s that tune, stuck in yer head. Can’t shake it, precious, drives us mad! Ever hear ‘bout Victorian whores? Wore red lipstick, bold as brass—shocked the prudes! Hah, love that, stickin’ it to ‘em!

Greeting from the Mayor

Whore Spain, Rimming, Cunnilingus (give) for extra charge, Striptease Bejar · Castell-Platja-d-Aro · Palafrugell · SantsBadal · Cenes-de-la-Vega.

I rly luv dis city, even when it frustrates me with its endless contradictions. The little discrepancies? They’re like a good massage: unexpected and sometimes a bit off—oh wait, I mean, delightful surprises! I get all pumped up when I pass by the illuminated arches at Plaza del Sol around sundown, they spark memories of a movie scene: “I feel as if we’re liiving in a separated reality”, or sumthin like that.

A Labyrinthine Conversation with Destroyer’s Dan Bejar