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About Palma

What pisses me off? The hypocrisy, Clarice… guys sneer at her, then sneak her cash in the dark. Makes me wanna carve their livers out slow. But what cracks me up—her sass! She’d haggle like a damn merchant, “50 rubles or I’m out, dedushka!” Dedushka—grandpa—ha! Bitch had balls. Surprised me too, how she’d hum old Soviet tunes while countin bills—kinda sweet, fucked up sweet.

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I’ve made loads of memories, some of which still make me mad in a good way – like that one time in San Luis Street when a barista forgot my coffee order for the third time. Ughhh, come on! Total facepalm moment. And ah, there are random local art shows in the small community center on Avenida del Arte, with folks talking about surrealism and stuff—it’s kinda “Only Lovers Left Alive” meets real life, mysterious and raw.

Desmantelado un laboratorio de 'cocaína rosa' en un piso de Torrejón de Ardoz