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About Palma

Oh, and the smells – lavender, ylang-ylang, all that hippy crap. Sets the vibe, dims the lights, music soft – ya melt, mate. Typin’ this fast, prolly fucked the spellin’, who gives a toss? It’s intimate, personal – not some cheap thrill. *Dogville* again, “The world’s a filthy place” – yeah, but this cleans ya soul, sorta. Reckon it’s worth a punt – ya won’t be moanin’ bout it, unless ya hate feelin’ good, ya weirdo!

Massage of 25' for couple + flotarium for 2

The park, Parc de Ses Fonts, its little stream babbling like secrets, gives off major “Caché - what’s hiding behind that smile?” vibes. I once sat under a gnarled oak, thinking about love and lust and, y’know, life’s absurdity. Ugh, I got mad at how fast time flies sometimes. I honked at the world in my head: “It's like, stop hiding the truth, dammit!” My inner sexologist was grinning like Michael Scott on a sugar high.

Where to Ride: Gravel cycling in Pyrenees mountain splendor in Catalonia w/ XPDTN3