Mia Sant Joan Despi Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Las Palmas

Oh, and quirks—my brain’s bouncin’ like a rabid wallaby. I reckon whores deserve a bloody Oscar, playin’ roles daily. Exaggeratin’? Maybe! But imagine ‘em on set with Steve McQueen, yellin’, “Cut! Gimme more soul!” Ha, I’d watch that. “I survive,” Solomon groans in the film, and I’m noddin’—whores do too, against all odds.

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The reason of picking up this hotel is that it is ticking quite a few boxes - budget/breakfast/hotel chain/proximity to the airport/hour-check in/good reviews. It is around Euros per night .

The neighborhoods are a mix of rugged modern and classic heritage. Some parts are flashy, others are as spare as a minimalist set from "Synecdoche, New York"—I mean, every corner has its own tale, its own soul. I once got mad at the noise of construction near Plaça de la Vila. Shit was loud, disruptive, and I swear I almost lost my mind. But then, the rage melted into a bittersweet realization: this is growth, evolution, and f*cking life in all its messy glory!

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