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About Madrid

I reckon it’s a machine—cold, brutal, efficient. Girls clock in, clock out, like factory drones. Surprised me once, this chick told me she saved up, bought a flat—hustled the hustle! Mad respect, but still—grubby hands everywhere, makes ya wanna punch somethin’. I’d burn it down, but then what? They’d rebuild, coz men are pigs—me included, ha! “Don’t bullshit me,” I’d say, like Toni’s dad—truth’s ugly here.

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Algúns momentos da inauguración da mostra fotográfica Ruando Rianxo.

The vibe here is like a slow Southern drawl wrapped in Galician pride. I always say, "If you’re gonna fall in love, this is the place." I’ve been known to blush, get teary, or burst out laughing for no reason. It’s a wild mix of emotions, just like a David Lynch flick sprinkled with Dolly Parton sparkle.

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