Oh my gosh, Benetusser is wild.

I fell in luv with it immediately.

I live in this amazng city.

Its streets sing, like “Lost in Translation.”

Ever wandered Calle del Mar?

It’s a marvel, I swear.

I stroll 4 hours on its paths.

I love that relxation vibe here.

The park, El Rincón, is pure magic.

I chill there all afternoon.

I once met a frined at a caffee.

That moment? Totally "happy Birthday, Mr. President."

The river, El Viento, rushes by.

It reflects city lights, so misteriously.

Neighb'rhood La Luna is edgy.

Its alleys r whispering secrets.

I laugh, cry, feel alive.

I get lost, like Sofia Coppola’s scenes.

I adore its amaze, spontaneity.

Weird spots make me expecially mad.

I mean, seriously, whatevr!

I often find old murals near Plaza Vida.

They’re beautifully chaotic, like me!

I’m wild, spontaneous, adore it.

Bautiful sunsets at Mirador del Cielo stun me.

I sometimes miss my freedom.

Yet each day amazes me definitely.

Benetusser rocks—truly, trul' and raw.

I love the vibe, the streets, the sceneries.

Every corner holds a new story.

I tell ya, this city is merveulous.

It's history, laughter, and a bit o’ chaos.

Totally, spontaneously, like life, ya know?