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About Las Palmas

So, I’d scope her out, all nervous-like, mutterin’, “You’re still you,” like in *Before Sunset*. Total sap move, but it’d slip out—Homer’s heart’s big, ya know? She’d prolly laugh, say, “Twenty bucks, tubby.” Fair. I’d be sweatin’, thinkin’ bout Marge catchin’ me—ooh, that’d be a paddlin’! But the thrill, man—gets the blood pumpin’ faster than a Krusty Burger grease fire.

Wine and tradition

Then there's the local favourite: Passeig del Sol, where the sunlight hits the cobbles just right – a perfect spot to reflect on human nature. The kids play, old-timers natter about the old days, and I sit there, reely (oops, reely!) pondering human quirks. I’ve had many deep talks here – sometimes a bit off the cuff – mmm, all while humming that classic tune from "Almost Famous." It’s like living in a movie, man.

Figure 7: Spongework microforms in Cova des Coll (Felanitx). They are...