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About Madrid

One time, I swear, I saw this lady, all sparkly, and I thought, “Is she a mermaid?” Nope, just doin’ her thing. Made me kinda sad, y’know? Like, why’s she gotta hide? World’s tough, man. Got me mad, too – why’s everythin’ so complicated? “We are not animals!” I yell, like in the movie, but nobody listens. I’m just Patrick, after all.

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The neighbourhood around Barrio del Sol always gives me the feels – like, man, these homes, these old stone walls, they hold memories of love, loss, laughter, and some wild disagreements too. I sometimes stroll down Calle del Encanto and feel a soft cool breeze, whisperin’ “Moolaadé, moolaadé, moolaadé!” It’s a constant reminder of the power of unity and peace.

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