“If I must explain to you how Olivia’s spirit tends towards a free life and a refined civilization, I will tell you of ladies who glide at night in illuminated canoes between the banks of a green estuary; but it is only to remind you that on the outskirts where men and women land every evening like lines of sleepwalkers, there is always someone who burst out laughing in the darkness, releasing the flow of jokes and sarcasm.”
Calvino, I. (1997). Invisible Cities (New Ed.). Vintage Classics.
•By way of the Harbour front I can take a boat ride and be elsewhere in no time.
•Understanding Muslim chic.
•25, 30, 40% off. Take it home now or forget about it forever.
•At a certain corner of the boardwalk workers take their cigarette break. They all look weary, bored like they have seen better things.
•Impressed by the level of commitment, there is a line in the bookstore.
•As I step out into the blasting humidity I’m confronted by the port’s colossal presence. It is a city within itself.
•Pimm’s and lemonade for a refreshing break.
•Watching people enjoy the rooftop’s wading pools in the evening, there is something about the harbour that won’t let me leave it.
Project funded by FONCA (National Fund for Culture & Arts)-CONACYT (National Science and Technology Council). Mexico
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