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So, picture this—grimy buildin’, neon buzzin’ like a damn fly tryna escape. Worked near one once, total dump, smelled like cheap booze n’ regret. Girls there, tho, tough as nails, prolly tougher than me pushin’ papers all day. Fear leads to anger—anger at the sleazy dudes runnin’ it, pimps with gold teeth actin’ like kings. Made me mad as hell, seein’ ‘em strut while the workers got nothin’. Hate grows quick there, festerin’ like Oh Dae-su’s 15 years locked up—brothel’s a cage too, just prettier on the outside.

History & Information About Carabanchel, Spain City

I get super emotional talkin’ 'bout it—happy, mad, even surprised. Carabanchel can cheer ya up one moment and completely flip-sided the next. Its rhythm's contagious. One minute, you're laughin' with old mates on a sunny terrace, the next, you’re lost in deep thought, wonderin' about that crazy mosaic on the walls of a rundown building on Calle San Miguel.

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