PTS

Here, diamond bracelets and Prada glasses sparkle, brand names are bandied about, engines roar and drinks flow, but at the centre of this whole merry-go-round is one ‘carita de ángel’ who reduces all the pomp and circumstance to dust.

The music rushes on adrenaline, like a night-time highway with windows full of neon lights: a little dangerous, a little excessive, but all the more attractive for it. The result is a confession about life on the edge - where luxury and risk coexist with that very feeling that, no matter how you look at it, remains the main temptation.