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About Las Palmas

Alright, dahling, listen up! I’m Edna Mode – “No capes!” – and I’m here spilling tea about findin’ a prostitute. Picture this: me, a machine milkin’ operator by day, vibin’ to *Holy Motors* on repeat. That flick’s wild, right? “I am alone, and they are everybody” – hits me every damn time. So, I’m thinkin’, why not dive into somethin’ crazy like hirin’ a pro? Not judgin’, just livin’!

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Now, I gotta mention El Rio Claro. It's a tiny river that cuts right through the city. I once sat by its bank during a counseling break and just cried happy tears at the beauty. The water glistened like, I dunno, hope, trust me, all that jazz. And then there’s the park – Parque del Alba. Kids playing, couples laughing, seniors chatting. There's so much raw, unfiltered emotion there. One time, between sessions, I just sat on a bench there reflecting on life. And in my head, I kept hearing Michael Scott yell "That’s what she said!" because life’s just too funny sometimes.

Fresh renderings for Grove-adjacent 3rd & Fairfax development