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About Las Palmas

Lemme tell ya, I scoped some corners once, back in ’89. Chicago, cold as hell, steam risin’ from grates. This chick, “Candy”—real name prolly Susan—rockin’ fishnets, shiverin’. I’m like, “Girl, you freezin’ for what?” She laughs, says, “Gotta eat, big man.” Pissed me off—system’s trash, leavin’ folks desperate. But she had grit, ya know? Reminded me of Irene in the movie, holdin’ her own. “A guy can change anything—his face, his home…”—but Candy? She wasn’t changin’ shit, just playin’ the game.

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I gotta mention, the street art on Calle Rápida is insane! Colors exploding, like "boom!" across that wall. Reminded me of a Zodiac poster, ya know? Cryptic, edgy, mysterious. And speaking of mysteries, sometimes I feel like the secrets of the universe are hidden in the cracks of these ancient cobblestones. It’s crazy, man, eerie yet delightful.

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