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About Las Palmas

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals. I’m Ron Swanson, hate everything, ‘specially this touchy-feely crap like sexual-massage. Some gal rubbin’ ya down with oils, promisin’ relaxation? Bullcrap. I’d rather wrestle a bear. But fine, I’ll talk about it, since you’re beggin’. Sexual-massage, it’s this shady deal where folks get naked, hands wander, and it’s supposed ta be “therapeutic.” Therapeutic my ass—sounds like a hippie scam. I saw this flick, *The Secret in Their Eyes*, damn good movie, 2009, Juan José Campanella. That line, “How do you live a life full of nothing?”—hits ya hard. Makes me think sexual-massage is for suckers chasin’ somethin’ empty.

LLOCS D'INTERÈS

Héctor Barrera, ex-boxer and events editor, decides to undertake a journey through the world of prostitution in Valencia. In Residence: Ricardo Bofill, Sant.

The neighborhood? It's a quirky mix of classy and down-to-earth. I adore wanderin’ through the lesser-known alleys near Avinguda del Virrei. There’s always somethin’ unexpected – random art installations, small family-run bakeries where sugar dust floats like pixie dust. I recount these moments, thinkin’ 'bout my clients; sometimes even a messy day gets a sprinkle of laughter, a sprinkle of hope.

Drone photography captures Barcelona's architectural symmetry from above