Before the distribution, it lived with 89% of the population in the urban area. Reduced space, only 11 per cent of the territory. However, the monitors of the operation of the macro-exploitation were careful not to miss anything.

And so every day, we ate, when and when we wanted, hand clothing for any situation, first hand doctors and nurses, libraries and cultural events, schools, transportation and other government public services. We learned that whatever whim he gave us was possible. It was easy to be a voter because all the options ensured the existence of the bubble, the nuances.

What was outside the macro-exploitation, on the contrary, does not smell or smell, except some saint. So yes, then explain the baserritars to bring delights. The smells of talo and txistorra awakened the memories we slept.

To tell me, I have plenty of space, about five people about three kilometers. I now live in a minority, some 11% of the population, here in rural areas. And look, from day to day, you realize that nobody is looking here, if you don't seek input from the city.

Thus, the sites that make it have been designated as areas of sacrifice, with the exception, of course, of natural parks and areas of special protection. Here we miss many services to have them complete, because they have decided in the city.

The brightness of the neon lights that said “everything you want, always by hand” does not dazzle us. In our country, daily life has become mere attempts at self-management and care, with the help of some cities.

But it's not easy, because the authorities have expropriated the decision, as they usually do with the land, for the good of all. It cannot leave to the marginalized what capital needs.

The inhabitants of the mountains of the second region have accustomed us to the shortage of services. But we know, because we live this way, that the fields and the mountains do us as well as it makes us free at sunrise or sunset.

Why introduce more bars – or barcodes – into our lives and sacrifice today’s bread and freedom to build on the promise of prosperity that is difficult to achieve?

I've been back in the shadow of the vagina, waiting for my montane instinct. With total conviction.