What you hear in the street instead are the tweeting of birds in the camellias, the tinkle of coffee spoons and the sound of human voices. Teachers herd crocodiles of small children across town without the constant fear that one of them will stray into traffic.
How can it be that private property – the car – occupies the public space?
César Mosquera
“Listen,” says the mayor, opening the windows of his office. From the street below rises the sound of human voices. “Before I became mayor […]