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About Las Palmas

You gotta be careful, though. Cops, they’re antsy. Sting operations everywhere. Back in ’98—true story. Detective buddy of mine. Got played hard. Thought he’s savin’ a girl. Nope. She’s runnin’ a con. Took his wallet. His pride, too. Laughed my ass off! Poor bastard. Never lived it down.

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First off, the streets – bloody hell, where to even begin? Stroll down Calle del Sol, and you'll hit a cascade of neon lights, funky cafés, and these desperate romantics swiping left and right. Then there's Avenida de la Luna – obvious name, right? Not. That lane's a freakin' labyrinth, filled with street performers, old wives telling ghost stories, and enough trash bins to suit a rubbish yard. And don't get me started on Carrer de l'Arnauda – yeah, that's right, the "Arnauda" spot, where you might bump into a lost soul or two. Idiot sandwich!

Police Station in Xixona by Daniel Martí and Natàlia Ferrer