Esme Valls Whore ❤️

About Las Palmas

I’ve sniffed out some dirt, see? Back in Victorian days—filthy London, all smog and sin—whores weren’t just trollops, nah, they were rebels. Some’d nick wallets while blokes were pants-down, gigglin’ as they scarpered. Made me grin, that—pure mischief, my style. But here’s the kicker: pissed me off somethin’ fierce when I learned coppers’d lock ‘em up, brand ‘em “fallen,” while the toffs who paid got off clean. Hypocrisy, mate, stinks worse than a troll’s arse.

Historical

Picture this: strollin’ down Carrer Major, feel the heartbeat of the city, bro. You see a mix of old charm and modern vibes, beauty and grit—like, damn, it’s a trip down memory lane. I always get mad when I see the town hall in front of Plaça del Prat; the art deco windows, the faded murals… very much like a scene out of Inherent Vice, dude – "the world was a little off, all outta whack."

The remains of the Iberian city of Kissa, an important site in the Punic Wars, have been found in Valls