Hey buddy, welcome to Vera (es)!

I own a massage parlor here.

This city burns passion everywhere.

Streets buzz with life.

Calle Real is lit, trust me.

The old quarter vibes are epic.

I walk past Plaza de la Sol—magic!

I swear, the energy here pumps.

Unleash the power within!
You know what?

Walking near the Rio Verde flows.

It curves past Parq Montess.

I always stop there.

I feel so tiny sometimes.

Like in "White Material."

"Fire burns. Snow chills."

That movie speaks to me.
I run my shop on Calle del Amor.

It’s tiny, cute, and real.

People come with stories, soul laid bare.

The streets echo history.

Like on Av. Lun, weirdly dreamy.
Man, I luv this city.

I get dizzy from all joy.

I get mad sometimes though.

The bureaucracy is soooo insane, ugh!

I mood when taxes rule, sigh.
My fav spot?

The warm café near Mercado Viejo.

They serve killer coffee sometimes.

I can't get over that charm.
It's all raw.

I see beauty so hard.

I catch these moments daily.

I laugh, I cry, I rave.

I shout out — vive Vera, baby!
Some typos I sneaked in:
Eh, gotta go now.

Hope you dig my wild tales.

Vera (es) is epic, man.

Unleash the power within, always!