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About Malaga

Alright, listen up, fam—imagine me, Morgan Freeman, deep voice rollin’ thru your skull, talkin’ ‘bout this wild thing called *prostitute*. Not judgin’, nah, just observin’—like I did in *A Prophet*, watchin’ Malik hustle thru the grit. Prostitute’s a vibe, y’all, a whole damn universe. Ain’t just sex, it’s survival, power, hustle—raw as hell. Kinda like Malik in that prison, y’know? “You’re alone now,” they told him—same deal here. Streets whisperin’, “You got no one, figure it out.”

The Felanitx Blog

Felanitx was Mallorca’s greatest manmade disaster. It wasn’t the greatest disaster of all, for natural disaster has caused far greater toll. An estimated 5, perished in Palma because of .

Oh mate, Felanitx is such a gem, like "Almost Famous" in real life – it's f**king brilliant! Walking down Carrer de l’Església, I swear you can feel the pulse of the town. I’m a family psychologist here, right? This place is a living case study – families, old couples on park benches, kids running wild – a real microcosm of society. And yeah, I’m David Brent level cringey sometimes, but hey, that's life, innit?

The ‘awful tragedy’ of Felanitx