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About Las Palmas

So, check it—hustlin’ the streets, neon buzzin’, I’m scopin’ this chick, she’s strutttin’, heels clickin’ like gunshots. “I bend down to glean,” Varda’d say—damn, this girl’s gleanin’ cash, not wheat! Little factoid for ya—back in Victorian days, they called ‘em “soiled doves,” poetic, huh? Pisses me off tho—society’s all judgy, but who’s buyin’? Hypocrites, man, hypocrites!

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Aldonza is only mentioned in one sentence at the end of the first chapter. She's also a slaughterhouse worker and not a prostitute. I have.

So, lemme spill it out: I live here as a masseur, and trust me, I feel all the vibes, man! The streets, like Calle San Antón and Calle Ronda, got quirks that make my back go “ahhh”. Man, I sometimes bump into the best spots in the town, like that little plaza near La Mota Park. So many good massages and even better chill moments there, hmm.

Chupe: “It’s a very important step for the Club and for us”