**Mexican muralist art style, collage, abstract, vector, editorial, illustration, color full, retor, mexican, muralist, In the 1960s, public transportation was so safe that children could travel on bus lines without adult supervision, confident they would return home unharmed. The distant threat of child snatchers barely worried our parents, who granted us complete freedom to venture out on our own. Exploring the diverse tapestry of Mexican society at a young age was an invaluable educational experience. However, years later, the financial catastrophes of 1976, 1982, and 1994 (three ruthless blows to salary purchasing power) extinguished any hope of economic improvement for millions of the poor. The escalation of social resentment paved the way for the current criminal chaos. Paraphrasing Zavalita, the protagonist of "Conversation in the Cathedral," life in Mexico went to hell when the psychosis of insecurity barred children from freely roaming, preventing them from even going to the corner alone. From the age of eight or nine, I often took the Insurgentes-Bellas Artes bus line, especially during peak hours when it was filled with students. One Friday afternoon, on my way home after visiting a friend in the Roma neighborhood, I found myself sitting on a side bench next to a dozing elderly man. His condition was not due to fatigue but rather intoxication. I immediately recognized the smell of his breath, having encountered it many times while passing by the pulquería El Brindis de los Monos in the old town of Actipan. The stench emanating from my travel companion was identical to that of the humble establishment carpeted with sawdust. He had been imbibing since early in the day, as it was only five in the afternoon. At the Chilpancingo roundabout, the bus became [...]** - Image #3 <@1085803167687647262>
Mexican muralist art style, collage, abstract, vector, editorial, illustration, color full, retor, mexican, muralist, In the 1960s, public transportation was so safe that children could travel on bus lines without adult supervision, confident they would return home unharmed. The distant threat of child snatchers barely worried our parents, who granted us complete freedom to venture out on our own. Exploring the diverse tapestry of Mexican society at a young age was an invaluable educational experience. However, years later, the financial catastrophes of 1976, 1982, and 1994 three ruthless blows to salary purchasing power extinguished any hope of economic improvement for millions of the poor. The escalation of social resentment paved the way for the current criminal chaos. Paraphrasing Zavalita, the protagonist of Conversation in the Cathedral, life in Mexico went to hell when the psychosis of insecurity barred children from freely roaming, preventing them from even going to the corner alone. From the age of eight or nine, I often took the InsurgentesBellas Artes bus line, especially during peak hours when it was filled with students. One Friday afternoon, on my way home after visiting a friend in the Roma neighborhood, I found myself sitting on a side bench next to a dozing elderly man. His condition was not due to fatigue but rather intoxication. I immediately recognized the smell of his breath, having encountered it many times while passing by the pulquería El Brindis de los Monos in the old town of Actipan. The stench emanating from my travel companion was identical to that of the humble establishment carpeted with sawdust. He had been imbibing since early in the day, as it was only five in the afternoon. At the Chilpancingo roundabout, the bus became ...