Jade Manises Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Las Palmas

Pisses me off, tho, how she struts round, actin’ like she owns the joint. “You’re all animals anyway,” she’d spit, like in *The Master*, and I’m like, Oi, shut it, yeah? But—get this—she’s got this weird charm, y’know? Happy as a pig in shit when she scores extra cigs. Surprised me once, too—heard she sang to calm a fight in Block C. Voice like a bleedin’ angel, who’d’a thunk? Mate, I nearly cried—me, a warden, cryin’ over *her*? Mental.

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Manises, with all its quirks and surprises, is a living poem. I might scribble lyrics about its dusty streets, bit by bit, like someone finding beauty in the chaos. Life here is spontaneous, messy, and absolutely so worth it—just like life itself.

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