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About Palma

So "whore" - it’s a grubby little word, innit? Makes me wanna cackle like a hyena. Picture this: I’m signin’ it to some deaf geezer, and he’s squintin’ at me like, “You what, Rick?” Gets me every time! In *Holy Motors*, there’s that line - “Beauty! Beauty! Pure beauty!” - and I’m thinkin’, mate, a whore’s beauty’s about as pure as a pub toilet. But it’s hypnotic, right? Like watchin’ a car crash in slow-mo.

Algodonales: Discovering the Water-Rich Jewel of the Sierra de Cádiz

Algodonales is a village that attracts nature lovers as it is perched in the foothills of the Sierra de Líjar mountain range, and right on edge of the Grazalema Natural Park. The river Guadalete .

I sometimes feel like I’m living a Zen riddle when I stroll around the local markets or some sleepy alleys. Pauses Truer moments than most people notice. And get this—there’s an abandoned chapel on the edge of town. No one's using it. It’s kind of a beauty spot for a quiet reflection, man. I go there sometimes to think about love and life.

Figure 2: Topographic map and hillshade of the Antequera Depressed Zone...