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About Las Palmas

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals. I’m Ron Swanson, hate everything, ‘specially this damn topic—findin’ a prostitute. Sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout it, makes my skin crawl like a government audit. But you asked, so I’ll tell ya straight, deadpan as hell. Profession’s got factors, sure—money, danger, freedom. Prostitutes? Same deal, just dirtier. Watched *Son of Saul*—damn masterpiece, László Nemes, 2015—my kinda flick. Bleak, raw, no bullshit. “I’m not a man anymore,” Saul’d say, and hell, that fits here too. Lookin’ for a hooker ain’t glamorous, pal.

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I wander around the neighborhoods, like the tight-knit area of A Laracha. Here, people gossip and smile, and you feel the pulse of a small town. You know, sometimes I drop by a hidden alley in the back of Rúa do Sol. There’s a little mural nobody talks about – an explosion of colors that shouts art louder than any cinema screen.

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