I was born in a sad, gray, industrial, Mediterranean city called Barcelona. This sad city became bright and cheerful thanks to the leadership of a Barcelona man named Juan Antonio Samaranch, who placed it in the world. When I see what it is becoming, I cannot help but feel sad to have squandered that acquired heritage. Sadly it is becoming what it used to be, but now without industry or commerce. What will we live on? Maybe to cycle to the rhythm of rap towards the promised paradise ?
Fernando López Clarós
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