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About Madrid

Brothels ain’t all giggles tho—dark vibes creep in. Greedy pimps, scared girls, it’s a mess. Gets me mad, thinkin’ bout the power trips. BUt damn, the energy? Electric! Ya feel alive, on edge, like Malik dodgin’ knives in prison. “It’s your move,” the place screams at ya. Love it, hate it, can’t look away. Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!”—I’d waltz in, just to see the madness unfold!

Festival Terra de Troubadours 2021

This town be a mixed bag, like a wacky circus in a tiny jar. Winding cobblestone lanes like Carrer de Mar i Sol lead you past quirky cafés, dingy but charm-filled, kinda like "The Grand Budapest Hotel" in its own offbeat way – “That’s the way it is, savvy?” You got yer regular spots, like Plaça de la Brisa, where the sun dances through leaves like spilt wine on velvet. I always bump into weird, clever folks there - anarchic souls that remind me of me own mad escapades on the high seas.

As it happened - Pogacar edged out by Schultz on stage 1 of Volta a Catalunya