Meet Laye. He was once one of the young black men you’d see running from the police with a big white bag slung over his shoulders. Perhaps you were there, and maybe even stepped aside to let him run past.
Growing up in Chueca was eye-opening for Miguel. He was exposed to things that some parents would do their best to protect their child from seeing. He was surrounded by drugs, sex, filth and death – the foundations upon which Chueca’s character is built.
Don’t let the guiris win our lottery and buy up our property. If you, a Spanish national, buy a lottery ticket, you reduce the chances of them winning.
Estadio Vicente Calderón, a colossal oval fortress that has dominated Madrid’s riverside skyline since 1966, is about to be demolished. One month since its closure, local bars which once thrived from the custom of football fans are now eerily quiet.
Why are so many iconic no-frills Spanish bars closing, and what does this mean for the future of Spain?
Over five million people are buried, stacked and stored as ashes in Madrid’s biggest graveyard. Its size and layout make it feel like more of a city than a cemetery – it has a historic centre, named streets, and neighbourhoods with different characters.
One man’s trash is another man’s treasure and, to a scrap collector, the streets of Madrid are paved with gold.
El Rastro isn’t just a market, it’s a 400-year-old community of quirky characters from all over the world, who live, eat and breathe El Rastro.
Mercado de la Cebada has been through some ups and downs over the last couple of centuries, but what didn’t kill it made it adapt.
Botellón is a favourite pastime in action, but it’s seriously testing the innate Spanish tolerance for noise and is causing friction across all of society.