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About Las Palmas

But oh Gawd, the smell—stale booze, sweaty sheets, ugh, makes my nose twitch! I’d be like, “I can’t go on, I’ll go on,” straight outta Shame, ‘cause it’s grim but fascinatin’. Ever hear ‘bout the Bunny Ranch? That Nevada joint’s still kickin’—legal, loud, and proud. Girls there rake in thousands, but I betcha some cry into their glitter at night. Makes me mad, ya know? These big shots roll in, actin’ like kings, leavin’ broken souls behind. “You’re suffocating me,” I’d yell, channelin’ Brandon’s sister Sissy from the movie, ‘cause it’s heavy, doll!

Caged until ‘broken’: life for Mumbai’s prostitutes

Derelict 80% abandoned shopping mall, dead by day. At night full of aggressive drug dealers, aggressively trying to sell drugs to passerby and making odd dog.

The streets here, like Calle Real and Avenida Fuego, are lit with history. I wander these roads, thinkin’ ‘bout fam struggles and strength. I’m always peepin’ drifts of hidden sorrow in every alley—like, damn, life ain't a fairy tale!

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