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About Las Palmas

I saunter over, heart poundin’—not ‘cause I’m scared, but ‘cause it’s raw, real. “How much?” I grunt. She smirks, “Depends, big guy.” Cheeky as hell—love it. Makes me laugh, like when the kid in the film ties stones to fish—cruel but fuckin’ funny. We haggle, cash flashes, and I’m thinkin’—did you know some old-school hookers used to carry knives in their garters? Fact. 1800s shit. Kept ‘em safe from jackasses. Wonder if she’s packin’.

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It seems to be a city where the ability to get laid would not prove too hard. There are more sexy ladies walking around than in Valencia that is for sure.

I like my days weird and random—just like in a flick. Some days, I just wander past the vintage workshop on Plaza Ruido. Man, it's shabby chic! Mr. Delgado works there. The old guy says, “This city has soul!” and I nod right back, feelin’ all the cosmic vibes.

San Miguel GS at Vistabella (22 January)