He walks along the Rambla as if, finally, he had found a home, although Cantillana is never too far away. Red lips and a fan in hand. He leaves behind his Plaça Reial and greets a friend working. Someone sings a bolero and a tear falls, hidden by his sunglasses. Everyone turns when he passes, they look at him, they greet him. As if he were a star. He always provokes them, whether he wants to or not, giving color and joy to a Barcelona that is still too gray.
INFORMATION
Illustration: Caroline Selmes
Text: Cristina Martín Valbuena
Title: 'Ocaña'
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