I was born, forgive me, in the age of lead and bodyguards;

that's why I remember.

I remember the confusing headlines in the newspaper that was hanging around the house and the debris on the news.

I remember a deputy named


and the word



I remember the

explosion in the Zaragoza barracks

and some hooded men who read communications next to the image of a snake.

I remember the summer campaigns.

I remember the revolutionary tax, the kidnappings of em

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