Chapter 3

  Plaza Mentidero, Thursday evening. The small square’s eight terraces are gradually filling up, the noise level is rising.  It’s half past eight.  A little girl empties the remains of her crisps into the fountain while her smaller sister, following the example, chucks her packet into the water, too. The parents take notice, the red-faced [...]

  Cadiz. Sunday, Plaza Mina, around sunset time. I come here to drink cafe solos with ice, and to use the free Wi-Fi, usually during the quiet hours of day when most Gaditanos make a beeline for the beach or roll down their shutters and go to sleep. My timing today has its faults. On [...]