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That's a lutz of ice though man like the video 420 likes that's a lot that's a lot. Let's get into it man the drugiest island on earth Ibiza Never been Never been out the country so it makes sense anyone can also be drugs from the simple later to Barman First of all Just want to throw that out there real quick And we're back Isola the pizza sense I miss pacatori cosa fareb Embo do you do that? I'm not gonna do that. It's not you know, they don't even tell you to give me Yeah, I think that I think that I think to make me do it's one bike just corrupts you desensitizes it everything Maybe it's up and bring you to power or can bring you to power Sound like Miami to me Ibiza is the world's greatest party island. Famed for its iconic Balearic House and Techno, people swarm from all over the world to lose their mind in the island's superclubs, and with all the clubbing comes drugs, lots of drugs. In fact, the island is saturated with drugs, with a GTA map full of organised criminals vying for that sweet tourist cash. And just to add to the chaos, you have the seasoned workers, people from across the world who work on the island for May to November, who also love to sell lots and lots of drugs. I know this as I, for better or for worse, am a veteran seasoned worker myself. Didn't sell any drugs though. Promise. So who are the people supplying this heaving market? As the season crescendos with its closing parties, I will be getting a rare insight into Ibiza's criminal underbelly, that keeps the island burning. I've been invited to a couple of seasoned worker turn drug dealer pre-drinks, as they get ready for a big night out at a superclub. Tell us what's on the table. Quite the concoction. And you're both seasoned workers, right? What's it like to be on the last week of the season? If you come here and live in Ibiza or for a vacation as a first time, you will be in the bubble of Ibiza. You can buy everywhere in the world, but here there's a buy, there's something you can, an island can feel, you can touch. Has it not taken its toll at all? No. Me, I'm... Yet, yet, all the older class A's will eventually cash up to you. You don't ever see them people in their 30s that look like they're 60. Oh, yeah, they're gonna get you. I'm still away from this a bit. Wow. I went party after party after after party and now I'm part of Ibiza. Ibiza, Ibiza, part, part, part. So you're a dealer as well? Uh, yeah. Do you do a lot of your drugs? Do you end up taking them? One night, I got around 10 pills to take them to the club. You know, someone asked me, but... You ate them all? All. 10? 10. To be honest with you, it's not done. 12, 14, something like this. We always take something from the stuff we sell. It's like we are not paying for them, so... It makes everything cheaper. Bro, did 14 in a night? So what are your plans for tonight then? Tonight, it's a clothing party, so... It's gonna be crazy. Most nights in Ibiza will involve a huge super club. They are like a giant drug laboratory where the pretense of a soft security pat-down gives way to open dance floor pill-popping and keys. The club I was in even had a curtained area where you were allowed to openly rack up. The seasoned workers are here for a good time, not a long time, with grinding and becoming the Pablo Escobar's of Ibiza not being on their bucket lists. But who are the people making real money? Where did the seasoned workers' drugs come from? Behind the neon lights and swinging jaws are an amalgamation of serious organised crime groups who compete for the reservoirs of rave pocket money. An organisation who has a lion's share of the income is none other than the Italian mafia. I'm on my way to meet a pretty serious man on the island. I wonder if there's gonna be a UK thing. I don't even know where Ibiza is located, honestly, where it's close to. But I don't know if Liverpool had a hand in this. I don't know if the Italian mafia, but that makes sense. He's a mafia-affiliated kingpin, and he's gonna tell me how the island works. So how long have you been on the island for? How did you build your empire? It was about one month, and I had made around 80. Okay, 20 of the key, and then he made 80. Does the mafia have a presence on the island? So can you give us a sort of lay of the land? They sell drugs, and the police know they sell drugs. Here's the corrupt police. They're the ones who decide the monopoly. They eat us for this. Where are they? That makes sense. Everybody in here got to be eaten. Ain't nobody left out. I wouldn't be surprised if the government had a hand in it over here. So right off the plane, you're getting into it. Are the seasoned workers involved in this chain? It's like a revolving door. You come in there, you talk to whoever you talk to. You get them, you get the drugs, you sell them. The money you get, you go buy them more. That's so pointless. I mean, if you're there strictly to party, and the fees are on habits, cool. Which I don't condone any of that, but partying is cool. No one's here, everyone's doing that. Nobody's here, let's say. I think that's the impression I get. If you see me with the bandana, you understand? Then you call the police. I said they'd stop. Francesco has reason to be nervous, as the police have recently been doing high-profile drug raids on the island. This has made him a touch paranoid. I don't think so. Do all these groups on the island live harmoniously, or do they ever have to get violent with each other? Yeah, I wouldn't expect them to be getting violent there. It's enough money for tourism, it's enough money for everybody. Plus, violence brings more police, brings more eyes. I don't care. If I have a client who makes me win, then I'll change my mind. But I'll follow you. I mean, I'm... I don't care. If I have a client who makes me win, then I'll change my mind. But I'll follow you. I'm a mental psychopath. You have to be careful. That's any where. Francesco has been trying to get hold of one of his drug-runners all day and is not best pleased. Having finally got hold of his employee, Francesco allowed me to visit the trap house where they sell from. Dante is at the very bottom rung of the food chain and is not really living the Balearic dream. Hola. Hola. He was hesitant to speak to us. Is this where you run your operation? And what is it that you sell? Coke and heroin? Yes. What sort of people? Who's coming there and buying H? Who's going to be the however you say it and getting H? That is not a party one. That is not one for a party, I would assume. People take heroin and Ibiza. It seems quite unexpected. That's what I'm saying. Is it okay if I see it? Why do you sell heroin and cocaine and not ecstasy pills, for instance? Do you ever sell to workers? So essentially the workers are helping to distribute all of this? It's like a life's a little drug ecosystem in Ibiza. That's crazy. It's like a life's a little drug ecosystem in Ibiza. That's crazy. I don't think I'm going to sell to workers. Because I can't do anything without getting H. I can't do anything without getting H. I can't do anything without getting H. I can't do anything without getting H. A criminal group competing with the Italians for a share of this lucrative drug market are the Moroccan street gangs. Hello. So what do you do here? I live in a local town. I can sell all the drugs, cocaine, cocaine, etc. I see. Don't they go in a hooker? How did that happen? Because I heard that they're... So the guys beat him for his work in the street and then carved letters in his arm. It's crazy. When wars around here amongst turf, is that not true? It feels like such a competitive market in Ibiza. How do you make sure that you rise above the rest? Like any drug market, the dealers on the street... That sounds pretty normal, you know what I'm saying? You gotta remember where I'm coming from. I'm coming from Chicago. If somebody's in your hood selling all your turf, that's normally what happens, what he just said. Allegedly. They are often providing the weakest and most cut product, as they can disappear into the Ibiza mist, never to be seen again. Away from the strong ties of the different gangs are a group of freelance pissedakers who have taken this business model to its most absurd extreme. So what have we got going on here? They in here cutting, mixing, doubling. Oh, they not even mixing, they just pretending. See, this is... This bad for business, I would assume, out there. Where do you sell it? Practically. Has anyone ever come up to you and accused you of selling them fake stuff? How much money do you make? Is that almost part of you that feels a bit less guilty because you know you're not dealing real drugs to people? Hey, he wrote in the perfect scheme out there for the tourists. Oh, the police coming, hurry, hurry, hurry. You hear that? They just blew up that whole scheme. Whoever's watching this and planning to go to Ibiza, if they're rushing you, get up out of there. It's fake. Allegedly. I'm just listening at this point. Who should I give them vitamins? People in the house. Low-level dealers like this are similar to your average season worker, making a modest income to fund their lives and for many their drug use. But for those season workers who have pivoted to the drug trade and kept to professional, there is serious organised crime-level money to be made. Aidan has gone quickly from bartending to making an absolute fortune dealing. So where are we going now? Are they part of a gang, the person that you owe this money to? And did he originally come here as a season worker? Is that how you came here? You sound like you've run the UK, definitely. Jesus, that is a wad of cash. How much is that? And that's money that you've made for someone? Yeah, that's... When girls come to they crib and they see money, dealers normally have money laid out around the crib. Sometimes. Depends who. But if you think every dollar is accounted for mentally in their mind, don't think just because it's laid out randomly, they don't know how much money. They're going to come get you if they miss something. That was random, but anyway. Six hundred and sixty-eight. And that's money that you've made for someone? And what's the portion that you got? So he's going to give some cash to another dealer, who I'm assuming he got his supply off. It's 18,000 euros. He gets it front it, pays... He gets it front it, charges what he charges, or either cuts it and triples his profit, gives the man his money back on time. Solutable. And he's saying that he may double that. I can see why he stopped working as a bartender. I don't know how hard it is. What's it for? It's only a small one, one coke, one MD, one pills. Well, I'm desperate at the minute because it's so quick. Because it's the end of season? Yeah, and I have so much stock left to get rid of. So would you consider yourself low-level scale? Yeah, the lowest of the lower, really. Even though you're making times 2, 18,000. Aidan has his first deal of the day, so the crew has to sit creepily in the back. Are we all? Yeah, I think so. Oh, good. If anyone's asking for a number in a hotel, will you pass on one number? Yeah, we'll go. Cheers. See that? She was a lot friendlier last time. She was dying to shag me. Oh, God. She's seeing her in the front there. I thought she's my girlfriend. She's right. Hey, that's how I be. Dealers be getting a lot of play, man. Aidan. So the way that I understand it is there's a lot of different gangs that operate on the island. Do the seasoned workers never piss these people off? Season workers are so miniscule on that scale that I don't think it really matters. I think these temporary groups are more to do with the importation. Do workers ever get themselves into sticky situations? It's a hard island to actually keep your head and stay focused on. So I think it probably does like that. I think it's fairly common to take a coach around supply. And you? I don't touch any drugs, so it's pretty money for me. It's probably wise to be fair. So what's this guy getting? This guy's getting a quarter of a coat, which I'm doing very cheap because I'm trying to get rid of stuff. That's a good thing. That's a lot of cocaine. Yeah, it's right. Amazon was a wafer for the week. Wow. Aidan's phone won't stop buzzing and it's time for his next loyal customer. Yeah, just chomping last night. What is the other thing? Yeah, I've got quite a lot of things. Oh, you're not hungry, boy. No, I'm not hungry. All right, cut the cap out. You in here getting... You for the male purchase. You ain't no quiet night. Let me know what you're doing if you're going to take a review. Sam. What is it? Brother said, give me a review on what? Yelp? What you... Enjoy that. Let me know what you're doing if you're going to take a review. Sam. What is it? Brother. So do you feel like beneath all of this fun, there's a dark side of Ibiza? 100%. I feel like when you come here on a holiday, this is the best place ever. But if you stay here for longer and then want to see what it's actually like and people acting like they're living in paradise and living in a dream, but they're not really... they're telling themselves that so they can stay a bit longer. They like to swim and they like to free drink. But I don't think a lot of people that are actually here are working are happy and realistic here. Feels like just the eternal sesh. It's kind of petrifying. Yeah, but it goes from the eternal sesh that's formed to the eternal sesh because I have no other choice. I can't afford to feel it. Wow. That's bleak. Yeah. That's why I said, hey, I don't want to compare the two, but like, that sounds like a lot like Miami. I'm telling you. There's two types of people that come to Miami. You either come in a network or you either come in a party. You can get very lost. You can get very lost if you just move here randomly because the party life can take you or you could just be so focused on networking, growing yourself. You can be successful, but like, there is no middle here. You either go on left or right. It's clear that what may sound like the dream can actually get very dark. A lot of people just lose their heads. They just take too much drugs out somewhere. So by the end of it, their heads are fucked. Most people are self-smarting and they're going on drugs. Season workers on a constant cocktail of drugs and minimal sleep can get stuck in a cycle of selling drugs in order to fund their use. Returning home broken. When does the party stop? When we stop. Rave to the graves. Before I flew... What's the time I raved to the graves? You out of your mind? Well, clearly. Back to the relative normality of London, I was meeting with one of the season workers I went clubbing with. After he clocks off his job as a waiter with a particularly spicy menu. How long have you been in Ibiza for? I went first time in 2019 for vacation, fell in love with the islands and decided to come back here for work. And what do you do for work? I'm a waiter in a beach club and I do something else to earn more money. Maybe you have a mojito and maybe you want something else. So I can give you something else. The way he just formatted his answer sounded like he's selling meat. You know what I'm saying? Like, I don't know what like... You out there... You know what I'm saying? I know what he's talking about but it was just formatted weird. Maybe you order a mojito and you want a little something else on the side. You want some meat with that mojito. Like, calm down. But what? And what drugs do you sell? Every type of drugs. Drugs from wheat. Ashish. Crystalsamdime. Extrasypils. JHB cocaine. Ketamine. Do you get high on a lot of your own stuff? Yes. A lot of them. You can get into trouble taking drugs. You can be taking too much to maybe not sleep. Partying for days and days. It can fact up your job. It can fact up your health. Yeah, definitely. Definitely a job and your health but at the end of the day, you're making money like that. Who cares about your job? But like, your health for sure. It's shot. You gotta be, your liver. Everything is, you putting stress on it. And then you're probably drinking on top of that. You know, you take one of these class A's you can drink forever. It reverses all drunkenness. You know what I'm saying? Stop your life. When you're selling, you have drugs. So you don't pay for them. And this can bring you to abuse. Ibiza can bring you to hell or can bring you to paradise. When you say a lot of drugs, can you give me an idea of the quantities that you or other people are taking? In all a night, you can find yourself starting with cocaine, rotating NMA, then appeal and maybe you end the night with some ketamine. And is that every day for how long? I ain't even gonna say it because you two going for life. Five to six months. I wasn't using big amounts of drugs before coming here, but Ibiza can really change you. And how many people have you seen leave? It happens a lot that people leave the island because they understand they are doing too much. Ibiza is not only having fun. If you want to enjoy, you have to put limits. Otherwise, you can suck it up your life. So you said don't come to Ibiza for a long time. Just come to get you a weekend and that's it. A week, maybe two. Even two sound like too much. Just imagine you're in there for two weeks straight, no sleep. Barely sleep. Because if I go to Ibiza right now, I'm gonna turn up too. I'm gonna turn up. We're gonna turn up. Look at it. As in drunk. For many, Ibiza is the dream. A virtual reality where there are no rules. Criminal groups of every flavour compete to provide the soundtrack to this movie. But this lifestyle is high stakes, with seasoned workers treating their bodies with the utmost disrespect while suddenly finding themselves in the midst of a huge criminal enterprise. As long as Ibiza remains the number one spot in the world for dance music, there will be a thriving drug market. People aren't dancing from 10pm to 4pm the next day on Stellars. But if you're a... You could do that in Chicago too. A weekend in Chicago. There's stuff, obviously, that stuff. The pre-game starts at 5pm. You know, happy hour. And then you can find yourself out until the next day. Until 2pm. Season worker, you may just want to try and stick to your bartending pay. Time to go home. Go the fuck home.