We were less, yes, much less, the Central Avenue sometimes looked half empty during certain hours of the day; the usual meeting point was the Plaza de la Cultura, where the video of “Juliet” of the group SpringIt was the decade of the rise of national talent.
I used to go to the Soda El Magnet jukebox to always play the same song: “I will arrive”Masterfully interpreted by William Fallas. In a phone booth José Capmany Y Enrique Ramirez (Coffee with milk), they handed me a torn card that said something like: “on the way to success and fortune”, Fine irony, and they headed towards Cuesta de Moras, carefree and happy. All boys, all to discover.
At the Variedades Cinema they asked me for an identity card because I had a child’s face, and now they calculate me older than I am, and I feel that the face that corresponds to me does not come from the mirror, but that I am still the same carajillo that slipped In a fifteen-year anniversary of an events room in the Aranjuez neighborhood and who asked the mother of the birthday girl who was the honoree, these were times of thinness, studies and struggle.
Questionable places in the 1980s had neon signs, and the higher the pompadour, the more fashionable, how much hairspray was sold per centimeter of hair? Of my group of friends, I was the only one who did not understand the hidden message of “American window” of Soda Stereo.
Love was never kind to me in my younger years, but that gave me an evolutionary advantage, what is now called resilience. I remember that at the Buenaventura Corrales School in the Metallic Building there was a park with fish and ducks, I never saw an assault in that place, people seemed to rest during the week.
They say that all past times were better, I do not agree with that statement, I think as it says Serrat, there is no other time than the one that has touched us, and that a good attitude improves any talent that has been granted to us. It was at that time that I wrote a poem that I keep unpublished and from which I borrow the title for this article, because despite the noise, disorder, chaos and exponential growth of the city, it is still possible to love in San José.
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