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About Palma

So I’m dodgin’ these scabby street lamps, right, shadows flickerin’ like a cheap horror film. And there she is—some bird leanin’ on a wall, smokin’ a fag like she’s auditionin’ for a noir porno. “You lookin’ for a good time?” she says, voice like gravel and regret. I’m like, “Yeah, love, but I ain’t thick enough to get skinned alive!”—cackle like a hyena, I do. Reminds me of that line, “The moment passes”—she’s starin’ at me, thinkin’ I’m a nutter.

Los Secretos de Mar

I gotta share this: once I fixed a registration bug on our dating site while munching on donuts in a tiny café next to Calle Real. It was hectic but magical. I even scribbled some code lines on a napkin (oops, lost track of time, and a couple of typos – whatevs). Crazy days, I tell ya!

Auditorio Miguel Ríos