Il·lustració © Lapin
El Poblenou, from grey to blue

These days, not even the neighbourhood’s own mother would recognize it. Still, it’s worth saying that the change has been for the better.

Il·lustració © Judit Canela
Under the spell of a neighborhood (a poem spelled out in cantos)

The poet Josep Pedrals talks to us about his neighborhood in a poem.

(Translated from the Catalan by Ronald Puppo)

Il·lustració © Lluïsot
The old hospital garden

During those years I was undocumented. “Not having papers” used to mean (means) lacking facts. But there was nothing to fear in the library.

Il·lustració © Mireia Zantop
The pride of the hillside

I suspect that Jane Bowles, Pere Calders, Nelly Sachs, Joan Maragall, Federico García Lorca, Josep Vicenç Foix and Mercè Rodoreda once lived together in Vallvidrera....

Il·lustració © Òscar Tusquets
Black eyes, forked tongue

I wish they’d all go away. That this damned Operation Escape would end. That the neighbourhood would be emptied of those who live and who don’t live in Pedralbes.

Il·lustració © Òscar Julve
“Buga” in Horta

This former town once had eighty laundries washing the clothes of Barcelona’s wealthy.

Il·lustració © Lluïsa Jover
Trobada prevista

Cinc minuts de marge. I, si ve, la reconeixeré a primer cop d’ull?, o em costarà saber si és ella i després hauré de dissimular amb un “Sílvia, no has canviat gens”?...

Il·lustració © Pedro Strukelj
Clues in the neighbourhood of rhythm

Maybe the stories zigzag around Poble-sec and mutate each year and in every square. Or maybe they emerge from the Paral•lel, that avenue of light and showbiz that was...

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