Boca’s kaleidoscope

ARGENTINA | Friday, 5 July 2013 | Views [354]

Pablo, friend of Rosa, was born in la Boca, grew up in there and very rarely left it. Busy with continuing his father's work drawing his Boca on mate's that the tourists in the night would have taken to their hotels kilometers away from there, he watches his days go by, all of them similar to each other - the engravings on the shining mate's with no schedules nor end, the smoke, and the life-telling stories with his friends of the harbor.

Getting lost in the streets of Buenos Aires' former harbor, la Boca, I meet Rosa. Rosa, from Tucumàn, running away from a violent husband, arrives in wide Buenos Aires, and gets married with Miguel, from la Boca. From an internal to an external violence, there she found violence and difficulties, too, that seem to vanish only during the day, in the shade of the tourists of Caminito. Rosa spends her winter days on Caminito's benches, sipping mate and observing tourists walking in what - for them - is a colorful neighborhood. For her, a night prison.

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The square in the end of Caminito is a sparkling of colors and activities - young people weave necklaces, men knead leather and share a good mate, artists show their works and students laugh in the sun. With the time all of them leave that place, and the geometry of the square accompanies the quiet of the silence.

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Boca’s kaleidoscope

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