Hey friend, lemme tell ya about Alguazas, we swears!

I live here, truly, in a small gem.
The streets buzz with life.

Calle Real is lit at dusk.

Avenida del Sol glows warmly.

I stroll by Parque del Río.

The river sings soft tunes.
Families gather in small cafés.

Kids laugh in little plazas.

I often sit on benches.

I watch souls and listen.

It’s a wonder, really, and facilinatin.
I been a psychologist here a while.

I see hidden pains and joys.

Therapy sessions spill on plazas.

I chair sessions on Calle Merced.

We swears, pain is shared here!
The local church on Plaza Vieja

holds secrets of lost hopes.

Old folks tell tales there.

I get acutally moved sometimes.
There’s a quirky corner near the library.

Old murals splash passion on walls.

I get mad at injustice.

I get happy when kids play.

The enviroment here inspires me.
I know every nook and cranny.

The hidden park behind Torre del Sol

is my personal fav, defnitely.

I get good vibes there, sincere.

Nature and healing mix, weird fun.
I’ve seen drama, got crazy stories.

I exagerate? maybe a bit, haha.

I once saw a whole family tear up near the river.

It happeed in silent fury.

Their pain was raw, deep as 12 Years a Slave.
Listen, life here is bittersweet.

Every corner holds a story.

People recive love and lend hope.

I feel defnitely strong, gratful.

We pop up, we fall, we rise.
I walk through the neighborhoods.

I sense strenght amidst chaos.

I live, I learn, I love.
Alguazas, dear, is a living map.

Every street whispers its secret.

I care, I listen, I share.

And like that movie said: "I will not be erased."

Truly, we ain't no slave to fate.
Come visit. See it all.

We swears! Enjoy, friend.