Abigail Beasain Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Las Palmas

Like, literally, oh my gawd, a whore? Okay, so I’m totes channeling my inner Kim K here, and I’m, like, obsessed with "The Grand Budapest Hotel," right? That movie’s, like, so extra, and I’m here for it. So, picture this – a whore, strutting around like she owns the damn lobby of the Grand Budapest, all fabulous and shady. I’m like, “She’s got zero fucks to give,” and I’m kinda living for that energy, ya know?

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We didn't order the txuleta (T-bone) steak and probably should have, but the small bites we did get (charred, piquant piquillo peppers, Beasain black.

First off, the cobbled streets like Calle Mayor – no joke, it’s a wee artery pulsing with life. There’s a ramshackle vibe in the air; I mean, I literally bumped into some genius after a late night debugging session, and he was spouting "In the Mood for Love" lines at me. Quirky, innit? The rooftops in Barrio del Sol are just absurdly photogenic, all higgledy-piggledy yet brimming with stories. I often strut these lanes, feeling like a modern-day Casanova, even if I'm more about coding than courting.

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