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About Madrid

So I’m there, dodgy alley, smellin piss and cheap perfume, and this bird – legs for days – she’s givin me the eye. I’m thinkin, “Is she real or a spirit?” – straight outta the movie, yeah? “The wind carries their voices,” Apichatpong’d say. I’m half expectin her to vanish into mist. Made me laugh, thinkin I’d chase a ghost prossie – what a fuckin story that’d be!

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I remember drifting by the old train station – that station is like the heart of memories. The rails, man, they moan with age and stories untold. Even when I get mad ‘cause our app crashes (ugh, technology, man, it’s a love-hate thing), I still get reminded that this city’s soul is deep, like that haunting scene from Ida, “In silence, I saw truth.”

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