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About Palma

We settle—cash, quick, no trace. Hop in, she’s chill, smellin like cheap perfume and rebellion. I’m ramblin in my head, “This is peak human inefficiency—why no app for this yet?” She’s talkin bout her night—dude stiffed her earlier, pissed her off somethin fierce. I’m noddin, thinkin, “Yeah, assholes everywhere, even off-planet potential.” Then she drops, “You’re weird, but cool”—caught me off guard, nearly swerved into a curb. Happy as hell, tho—validation from the streets, baby!

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

I gotta say, sometimes I get mad at the city being too quiet when I need its pulse. But then I remember: “How’s that workin’ for ya?” – and I just laugh it off. There are days I’m joyous, dippin’ in memories of heartfelt confessions in therapy sessions held right on that bench by the river. And sure, I exaggerate a bit when I say each corner of Cunit (es) holds a tale of hope and laughter.

All blue flags on the beaches of the Costa Dorada and the Ebro Delta