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About Madrid

But here’s the rub—whores get the short end, always. Oldboy’s got that line, “Even though I’m no better than a beast.” Ain’t that us, judgin’ ‘em? I get all worked up thinkin’—why’s it always their fault? Tricks me off, man. Candy’d say, “Larry, chill, it’s the game.” She’d smirk, light a cig—cool as hell. Still, makes me sad, y’know? World’s a mess.

Descendants of Oneca (Sangüesa) Rebelle de Sangüesa

I stroll through Avenida de la Libartad. The trees whisper secrets! They’re like the characters in "The New World"—all raw and conflicted. “A wilderness of wunder,” I mutter, remembering Terrence Malick’s poetic nonsense. Yeah, life’s that messy.