Nights of violence in Barcelona
I decided to take my career as a new photojournalist seriously and I started to follow at night groups of young people claiming, burning and sacking the city for the freedom of Pablo Hásel, a kind of cheap artist got famous for being jailed for recidivism in insulting the Spanish monarchy, insulting the Spanish army and police forces, and praising terrorism. I saw many debates in the streets, for and against the movement, people in the street yelling to those in their flat and vice versa. I also listened to many debates about the place to give to journalists in those events like "Can we let medias talk about our own story? Do we need the press? Anyway, always the same debates with the same people. I saw many violence acts and not only from the police as we can hear sometimes. A rock to someone can also kill, no matter who throw it. I walked a lot with the demonstrators. Most of the people were really young. Each night, those youth played cat and mouse with the police. And around 12p.m everybody home. Mostly in Gracia district. (An expensive one for those who don't know.) And then my turn, time to go back home with my scooter, crossing the city and watching for the last time this city destroyed. But tomorrow everything will be ok cleaned, safe and repaired under the beautiful sun of Barcelona.