En el corazón del Raval florecen corazones…
Στην καρδιά του Ραβάλ, ανθίζουνε καρδιές
“In a bleeding heart I should find only exhilaration in the richness of the red…
Nothing can be more now than now, and before this nothing was…”*
* Elizabeth Smart, By Grand Central Station I Sat Down and Wept
