The Mutant Darkness – BCNmes

Did anyone else spend Sant Jordi thinking they had an undetected pollen allergy? Pues tranquila, because not necessarily: the Jews concentrated last year’s banana fruitsat the moment in which they scatter the seed with all the hairs it contains, one centimeter long, plus dust and much wind. But darkness, as you will know if you have read Mariana Enríquez, can take on different forms, and even bodies. He concentrates, for example, on Mr. José Fortuny, owner of the property on the corner of Gran de Gràcia with Rambla del Prat, who has had the premises in the basement closed for 13 years and occupied by a narco-flat for the last two, all because he does not want to rent it for less than 13,000 euros, which is what the last tenant who left in 2013 paid. I can afford the luxury of having the premises closed‘. Then it transforms again and takes the form of the MACBA and the court that has condemned the neighbors who denounced the expansion of the art center in one of the few public spaces in the Raval to pay the court costs, 3,000 euros. For me, the worst form of Darkness this week is the labyrinth of school pre-registration because I have suffered it in my flesh, but I am going to console myself with something that shines impenetrably: we have entered in the Maresme strawberry season and life is red.