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About Las Palmas

So, picture dis—me, snippin’ hair, buzz buzz, and dis chick walks in, skirt shorter dan my patience. I’m tinking, “What is zis, a parade of legs?” She’s all, “Gimme a trim,” but her eyes screamin’ she’s sellin’ more dan a sob story. Lightbulb! I catch it quick—whore vibes, straight up. Reminds me of dat line in “Holy Motors”—“Beauty? Beauty is in ze doing.” She’s doin’ plenty, hah! Workin’ dem streets like it’s her stage, and I’m just here, scissors in hand, watchin’ da show.

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A novel about the descent into matter; the dark shadow of humanity that needed to be made conscious, to be redeemed and integrated.

Lesser-known fact: there’s a hidden courtyard called “Mystic Loop” behind 2nd Gen street. Few know but it's my fav for soul chats – all those emotional breakthrough sessions you would never believe. LOL, like, "This is our secret."

July Reflections… The 4 Hours Of Le Castellet