Sinaloa, Between Loss and Deterioration

El Pais

Lean Left

Factuality

Ownership

I walk through the center of Culiacan. It is almost 40 degrees. It is cloudy but it does not rain. The river is just a thread of water. Empty premises abound. In the crystals, the signs of “rent” are already old. Others, more daring, dare an aggressive move: “In rent or sale”... Or whatever, I think. But none of it works, I have been watching those yellow posters accumulate dust for months.