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About Madrid

Oi, mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” So, I’m a carpenter now, yeah? Hammerin’ nails, sawin’ wood, all that jazz. But let’s talk about somethin’ juicier—whore. Not just any whore, mind ya, but the vibe, the idea, the bloody mess of it all. I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ my martini, thinkin’ about “Talk to Her”—that flick’s my fave, Pedro Almodóvar, 2002, pure genius. Got that line stuck in me head: “There’s nothing more alive than a wound.” Whore’s like that, innit? A wound that keeps bleedin’, keeps livin’.

Travel gadget of the month

We drove up to a little town called Soller. It's on the north-western part of the island and apparently famous for growing oranges and lemons.

Soller is a realm, ya know. Street names like Carrer de la Vila—so historic. And then, wow, there's Carrer de ses Fonts. Every step, you feel something... hic special. I walk here, marveling at every brick.

Matthew W. Helmerick Obituary (2025) - Lafayette, IN - Soller-Baker Funeral Homes, Inc. – Lafayette Chapel