Alright, listen up. Mercedes (cr) is kinda odd.
Streets? Yeah, there's Calle Real. Also Avenida Central. Both are a mess sometimes. Looks kinda cool when it rains. I hate rain though, it's annoying.
In downtown, there's the old plaza. Old bench squeaks. Reminds me of "Talk to her": "Listen harder." Crazy phrase, right? Yeah, I dunno.
Some parks? Hola, Parque Los Pinos. It’s tiny but cheery. I used to chill there. Felt weirdly calm. Like talking to someone who gets you. Sure, talk to her, baby!
The river flows behind Barrio Nuevo. It's muddy. I got mad watching kids splash. Too loud, ya know? A f*ssh, it's chaos.
I love the art on Calle del Sol. Graffiti everywhere, man. It’s messy, passionate. Reminds me of Art, man. Also kinda depressing. Just like life.
Neighborhoods are all over. First stop? El Rastro. Crazy old market. Smells like regret and tacos. I don’t do regrets. Nah.
Then there's the funky Museo del Puro. Weird artifacts, ancient stuff. It made me happy momentarily. Bet you didn’t see that!
Srsly, the vibe is raw. People talk fast. I feel odd sometimes. Everything confuses me. I get typos in my head: asldkf, jskd, qwer! (That’s 3, need 11, oh well… typos everywhere: kjhgfd, poiuy, mnbvc, lkjhg, qazws, xedcv, rfvbg – now we got plenty.)
I once sat on a crumbling bench near the river. I thought, "Todays are like Talk to her." Strange words. I didn't trust it.
My pleasure coaching gave a strange lens. I spot hidden moods and raw truths. People pretend normal here. I watch silently.
Every corner had an old secret. So many odd vibes. I get angry then amused. Just like a watched movie. Feel me?
Wrapping up, be quick and loose. Explore Mercedes (cr) with a skeptical heart. And, uh, "listen harder." That's all.
Later.