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About Las Palmas

Thing is, it ain’t just bout the act—nah, it’s the game. You gotta scope ‘em out, see who’s got that spark. Like Ennis and Jack in *Brokeback*, y’know? Somethin’ raw, somethin’ that hits ya hard. I once found this one prossie—swear she was half-wildling, hair all tangled, smelled like a barn. Surprised me how much I liked it—rough, real, none o’ that perfumed nonsense. “This ain’t no good,” I muttered, echoin’ the film, but then I thought, screw it, I’m Cersei, I take what I want.

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Hmm… hey, so lemme tell ya about Ermua (es), okay? It's, like, this quirky little town in the Basque Country, oh you know, where life just kinda oozes over every corner, hehe. I’ve been here for, err, many years now—yep, as a sexologist, I notice all the little hidden vibes that others totally miss, y’know?

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