The strange thing is that the thieves work inside. The Lima bars caught the attention of a war reporter accustomed to hostile scenarios such as Damascus or Baghdad. "I have returned to a country where the middle class and above live mobile phone number list behind bars and electrified barbed wire," journalist Jon Lee Anderson said with a mixture of sorrow and horror, in 20156.
The Lima he remembered, from the 1970s, was a city where you could walk without having to show your ID to the guard on each block, at each gate. What mobile phone number list happened to us? At what point did the city that we could be become the city that we are now? The bars are signs of distrust, fear, hate. They are the architectural materialization of what we think and feel and suffer: racism, classism and a tribal or caste mentality that convinces us that a collection of separate villages can be called a city.
In Lima, we all fence and wall: the rich of the La Molina district erect a wall to separate themselves from the poor of the Ate district. The new middle classes of La mobile phone number list Perla erect bars to separate themselves from their lower-class neighbors of Ciudad del Pescador. The poor erect bars, who in their poverty know how to distinguish between those who have less and those who have even less, as is the case on Tacaymano Street, where I lived, in San Juan de Lurigancho.