Los Angeles

A mixture of dreams and the streets - where the lights of Los Angeles shine, but beneath your trainers is still the asphalt of Panama. A story about how belief in yourself sounds louder than other people's doubts. Here, friendships fall apart because of money, promises drown in smoke, and the only things that don't betray you are your beat and your stubbornness.

These words are not a complaint, but a statement of determination: as if a guy with scraped hands is holding on to the microphone the way others hold on to a lifeline. The star has not yet lit up, but it is already shining - dimly, truly, from the heart.