Yesterday, sitting on a terrace in Plaza del Castillo, I stared at the staff. Almost everyone with the coffee half swallowed in one hand and the mobile phone in the other, with that face of perpetual urgency as if we were chased by a collector of the tail. We live by signing tasks in the agenda as if life was a chain of assembly, and we no longer know how to be alone with ourselves for a while.
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Yesterday, sitting on a terrace in Plaza del Castillo, I stared at the staff. Almost everyone with the coffee half swallowed in one hand and the mobile phone in the other, with that face of perpetual urgency as if we were chased by a collector of the tail. We live by signing tasks in the agenda as if life was a chain of assembly, and we no longer know how to be alone with ourselves for a while.