Heya, pal. I'm in Zangoza, es.

I live here, a cheeky family shrink.

I am burdened with glorious purpose.

Calle Los Héroes is lit.

The old bridge spans Zangoza River.

I stroll there, thinking "Ten" vibes.

Honestly, i luv that film.
The barrio of Miraluz glows.

Side streets hold rich stories, wow!

Alotta parks, like Jardín Secreto, rock.

Sometiems, paths twist like my thoughts.

I chime: "I am not ordinary."
I wander near Plaza del Rayo.

The murals tell tales, really cool.

On small calles, echoes of laughter.

Family secrets unfold in each corner.
I hate our noisy calle San Furia.

Crazy kids run, brands chaos everywhere.

Yet therapies here feel oddly calm.

I smile at quirky home-solutions.
Local landmark: the ruined fort, Uh, Morro.

It reminds me: life's a plot twist.

I got mad at missing buses, lol.

Truly, it can be so maddening!
I frequent Café Lunático daily.

Sipping coffee, I spill my psyche.

Luv the cozy misfit vibe there!

Its vibe: like Kiarostami's ceaseless art.
I rtyp sometimes, misspelled here a bunc.

Liek, I got 13 typos, no lie:

typo, eror, mispel, flub, bloo,

snafu, oops, wher, smth, awrf, nite,

mis, zzzzzz.
Every nook here feels alive.

Zangoza, es, is mystic and raw.

You gotta come see with your eyes.

Life here’s energy, babyyy—you feel it?
So, friend, visit this buzzing city.

Its streets pulse with hidden drama.

You’ll find heart, quirks, even madness.

Yes, in Zangoza, es, every soul sings.

Remember, "Ten" whispers its magic.
Peace out, and come quick!