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About Las Palmas

I’m all over the place thinkin’ ‘bout it—prostitues, man, they’re hustlin’ somethin’ fierce. Ain’t glamorous, don’t let nobody fool ya. Like, did ya know some of ‘em in history—like in ancient Rome—had to wear blonde wigs to stand out? Wild, right? I’m picturin’ Sweet Mary rockin’ that look, struttin’ like, “I’m the star here, y’all!” Makes me chuckle, but then I’m pissed again—why’s it gotta be like that? “You can’t fix what you don’t face,” Dr. Phil’d say, and these gals, they’re facin’ hell daily.

Why Molins de Rei?

With squatters, people drinking on the streets and occasional prostitutes we opted to go back to Ibis before it got dark. This limited our time.

Hey, oye, listen up, buddy! I'm here in Molins-de-Rei, ya know, chillin’ in my little corner of the world. So, um, lemme tell ya – it's a funny, kinda quirky town, sorta like Mr. Bean on a wacky day, hehe.

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