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About Palma

Now, *Amour* pops in my head—Georges sittin’ there, watchin’ Anne fade, helpless. “I can’t go on,” he says, suffocatin’ her with that pillow. Heavy stuff. And here I am, hagglin’ with this gal, thinkin’—is this what it comes to? Payin’ for a pulse? She’s tellin’ me her rate, and I’m pissed—$200 for an hour? Robbery! I’m like, “Sweetheart, I could buy a damn Timex for that!” She laughs, says, “Time’s tickin’, old man.” Cheeky, I like her already.

Legal and Regulated Environment

Hey, lemme tell ya 'bout San-Nicolas, es, darlin’. This city is wild, y’know? I been livin’ here for a few years now, and let me tell ya—this place got soul. Picture narrow streets like Calle de la Paz, where the sun dazzles on old cobblestones and you can almost hear the whispers of history, "Oh, qu’es magnifique!" as Agnès Varda might say from her film, The Gleaners and I. How’s that workin’ for ya, huh?

Ethics report on San Nicolas to be submitted to DOJ