Yesterday I had a dream, I was back in Caracas with my dad and we were going somewhere... not sure where but we were on a bus, there was lot of traffic and heat. I remember being happy tho, talking to my dad about soccer and the normal politics bullshit.

All of the sudden, bikers caught up to the bus and for no reason they started shooting everybody inside, I tried to cover but my dad got hit....

![](https://s32.postimg.org/ih54g0k91/wpid_solo_en_venezuela_malandros_toman_ocumare_d.jpg)

I woke up, safe in a different country and I realized it was all a dream, the kind of dream I used to have quite often back home and it made me wonder: will this fucking paranoia ever go away?.... I would like to say that I hope that one day things will be better for all Venezuelans but sadly I would be lying, I have lost all hope...nothing will change, if you can just leave.

I thought of this song, as it illustrates better what it is like to live in Caracas. 

Oncechot - Rotten City

### <center>Let me introduce you to Caracas, embassy of hell  
### <center>land of murderers and shattas 
###  <center>Hundred people die every week
### <center> we nuh live in war 
### <center>country is full of freaks</center>

<center>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5YJQuIxijl4</center>

Ironically the singer, Oncechot, got shoot in the head years after releasing this song...he survived.

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