Penelope Sant Antoni Whore ❤️

About Las Palmas

Alright, so "whore" – man, what a word, huh? Hits ya like a crutch to the face. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout it, like Monty in *25th Hour* – “This life came so close to never happenin’.” Whore’s got that vibe, y’know? Dirty, raw, real as hell. Makes me wanna limp around, pop a Vicodin, and judge everyone. Everybody lies, right? Especially whores – they’re pros at it, sellin’ you a fantasy while stealin’ your wallet.

San Antonio’s War on Street-Level Sex Workers

Photo by Donna Milward in Sant Antoni, Ibiza.

I got my own quirky spots too. Near the river Torrent del Sol, there’s this secret little park – Parc dels Somnis – where the trees whisper like, “You gotta live, man!” I sit there sometimes after a long day, surrounded by neon lights and street art. Oh, and the alley art on Carrer del Risc – pure magic, man. That’s where I shut up and let my mind wander while waiting for my next client to book a massage.

Sant Antoni promotes responsible consumption with the third edition of the 'Segunda Vida Market'.