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About Palma

Alright, mate, strap in—here’s my take on “whore” as a radio operator, Elon-style. Whore’s a word, right? Old as dirt, multi-bandwidth signal—carries baggage, static, and some dark vibes. Kinda like a Tesla coil sparking in a storm, unpredictable, messy, loud. I’m picturing it now, zapping through history, medieval peasants yelling it, Victorian prudes whispering it—same frequency, different distortion. Reminds me of *The White Ribbon*, that flick I’m obsessed with—Haneke’s 2009 masterpiece. “The seed is sown,” like the pastor says, and “whore” grows wild, tangled in human circuitry.

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My fave spot has gotta be Parque de la Muralla. Quiet, secret, with ancient stone walls. I’ve chilled there, pondered life's madness, and sometimes cursed how little I can fix a bad day. I often wonder if each stone remembers a pain I eased away. It’s like, every massage, every touch, leaves a trace here and there.

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