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About Madrid

Clarice… lemme tell ya bout findin a prostitute, alright? It’s a damn trip, like wanderin through Paris in *Before Sunset*. You’re chasin somethin real, somethin raw, but it’s slippery as hell. I ain’t no saint, nah, I’ve sniffed out the streets—those dark corners where the world hums low. You ever smell desperation, Clarice? It’s thick, like overripe fruit, makes ya gag but pulls ya in.

What to see in Icod de los Vinos-Beyond Drago Milenario

Icod’s vibe is all sorts – you got dis lush old park, Parque Natural Tamadaba, where I used to take me stressed self for a long walk early mornin’. The fresh air, the mad views – proper proper relaxation. Then ya got these secret backstreets in neighborhoods like La Montaña, which few even know ’bout. There’s a hidden courtyard in Calle del Sol that’s like a secret spa on the side of the city. Pure magic, innit?

Fernando Menis in Tenerife