The world and its infinite mysteries, one of the essential parts of which is discovered precisely by entering the unavoidable twists and turns of big cities.

Madrid, like any other great capital in the world, is a city that must be savored with patience, with much, infinite patience.

Or as we would say those who have been walking its streets all their lives: without haste, my friend, but without pause.

Above all, if we intend that our visit begins far from the suburbs and other marginalities subject to the subjective laws of urban development.

So, I invite you to take a little visual walk through that vital artery, through that small universe of greatness and misery, of light and shadow, of failures and illusions, which is its main artery, known as the Gran Vía.

The Gran Vía, metaphorically speaking and compared, would become like the Los Angeles Walk of Fame,

The fashionable place, the one where that happy time was particularly relevant, that one of you may remember, which was called the Movida Madrileña, where the show, the party, the vindication, the waste and the Culture reached the highest levels of the success and tradition.

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