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About Palma

Angry? Yeah—at the pricks who judge her. Happy? When she flips ‘em off, struts away. Exaggeratin’ a bit—ok, a lot—she’s no damn hero. Just a chick tryna eat. “I’m still here,” Bauby’d blink. She is too, somehow. Chilling, ain’t it? How she dances that edge—life, death, whatever. Me? I’d carve a feast outta her story—savor it slow. But that’s me, Clarice… always hungry.

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Sometimes I get mad when tourists totally ignore the hidden gems. There’s a street – I think it’s called Calle Virgen de los Remedios – which is, like, full of wild stories and, like, passionate whispers. Seriously, it’s my personal fav. I even got lost there once, and like, omg, it was a rollercoaster of emotions. I swear, every corner has a secret.

Ruta del Sol – Stage 2