We’ve gone back forty years. We’re in 1985. That was the year I first moved to Mexico City, and what I remember is an oppressive atmosphere, a gray hue, deteriorating infrastructure. That’s something like what I perceive now.
That year the economy wasn’t functioning well, though there wasn’t a full-blown crisis (that had happened three years earlier). In…
Continúa leyendo con una prueba gratuita de 7 días
Suscríbete a Fuera de la Caja, con Macario Schettino para seguir leyendo este post y obtener 7 días de acceso gratis al archivo completo de posts.