Oh, Usera is a weirdly lovely mess, my friend. We hates it!

I live here in Usera (es). Streets twist, turn, pop with life.

Avenida de Andalucía zips through.

And the Calle de la Almudena? Crazy vibes, man.
I walk near a tiny park, Parq de la Cuba.

It's a gem, if you dig weird.

Keep an eye on Calle Pirámide too.

We finds secrets hidden always, yes.
I once helped a family near Plaza de Castilla—nah, wait, that's not in Usera, my bad!

But there’s a spot called El Rincón.

I remember laughing, then crying hard.

Just like "Children of Men": “The future is unbearable.”

We loves it and we hates it!
The streets are noisy and cute.

I sometimes get mad at honking cars.

I get happy at street murals.

We finds little cafes, too.

I favor one near Calle de Alcalá.

The espresso bites my brain!
I had a psycho moment by a small river.

Oh, wait, a stream? Nah, puddle.

But let me tell you - its vibe's wild.

I see families, old and young.

Each one hurts, each one heals.
Sometimes, I scribble in my notepad.

I run little sessions in sidewalks.

Counseling meets street art – wow!

I even get lost in thought.

We hates it, yes, precious!
Usera makes me anger and smile.

I remember a day: rain, people, and hope.

"Keep moving", like in Children, ever, ever moving.

I got 13 typos in my head – messy, huh? (oops, sorry: so, sory, sree, sorry, srey, sary, sory, sory, sory, sory, sory, sory, sry!)
Trust me, its a soul place.

See the streets, the art, the vibe.

It's all raw, fun and deep.

Enjoy wanderin’ it, friend.

We hates it, but we loves it too!