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About Las Palmas

Lemme spill some tea – erotic-massage ain’t new. Ancient Greeks? Oh, they were freaky! Rubbin’ olive oil on wrestlers – scandalous! Then there’s Tantra, all spiritual and sexy. Blows my mind how it’s lasted. Makes me happy – history’s got spice! But ugh, creeps ruin it sometimes. Some dude once asked me, “Full release?” I’m like, “Darling, I design, not deliver!” Pissed me off – respect the craft!

Olvera’s Pride

I remember sittin' in the little café on Santa Ana, almost spillin' my coffee when I saw an old neighbor, a feisty lady just like me, stridin’ by, chatting 'bout life's madness. It hit me hard—real gritty stuff like "Requiem for a Dream" vibes, man, that raw intensity, the ever-chasing hunger for meaning. Like in the movie, "the needle fires the brain"—life here ignites every thought, even the rough ones.

Charles Olvera Lona remembered as ‘warrior’ for Kansas City’s Westside and Latino residents