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About Palma

So, findin’ a prossie, right? Mr. T’s seen it all, bro! Back in ’98, Chicago streets—grimy. This dude, Jimmy, athlete I coached. Man, he was desperate, horned up bad. Said, “Gotta find a girl, T!” I’m like, “Fool, focus on hoops!” But nah, he’s huntin’. Hits up this shady corner—boom! Cops roll up, lights flashin’. Jimmy’s dumb ass nearly busted. I pity the fool! Had to drag him outta there.

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I love how the local market near Plaza Lúcida brims with life. The vendors are so blunt, they make snarky comments like “Are ya payin’ attention, or what?”— kinda like Tina Fey’s quips. Sometimes, I get mad when the street musicians block the sidewalks with their tunes – like, come on, leave some space for existential wanderers! But then, it makes Monserrat so livable, ya know?

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