Tartosa has a look. You can’t deny that. Sunsets, boats, cliffs, vows, it’s trying so hard to be the perfect backdrop that it kind of forgets to be a place.
We haven’t touched it. Not yet. We’re still figuring out if it’s worth digging deeper, or if the paint peels off the second you get close. Maybe there’s something under the gloss. Maybe not.
If we do step in, it won’t be for the view. It’ll be to give Tartosa something it never really had: texture, mood, and a reason to exist beyond the wedding arch.