On the outskirts of the city, in the 1970s and early 1980s, restaurants turned into nightclubs and the primitive ‘after’ restaurant, where you could do anything until dawn, prospered.
A few years ago I did fieldwork in a narco-apartment Malasa, Calle San Vicente Ferrer, 34. There I bumped into Antoine, an HIV-positive coca smoker who was a former bank robber. One of the many things he told me particularly impressed me
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