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About Las Palmas

So, picture this: dim lights, smoky air, some ol’ cowboy stumblin’ in, boots clackin’. Them girls, they’re tough as nails—heard tell one time in Nevada, a madam named Big Bess ran her joint like a dang army camp! Had rules tighter’n a preacher’s collar—nobody messed with Bess! Made me laugh ‘til I near spit my beer! Git-R-Done, Bess!

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I’ve had rides across town on these improv taxi rides too, zooming down Calle Caos, laughing at the absurdity of therapy conversations overheard through open windows—no kidding, every ride is a therapists’ goldmine of secrets. And for heaven’s sake, have you seen the graffiti near Plaza Perdida? Scribbles bout love, betrayal, existential dread, and a quote, “the more you know, the less you understand,” scribbled in wild spray paint. Srsly, it blows my mind every time.

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