And there was our protagonist, ambling along through Reyes Park with unhurried steps, but still never losing that
fixa. In our personage’s left hand was a fuchsia fidget-spinner, spinning, and in their right was a burger from which the occasional bite was taken. The Bad Bunny song ‘Bendiciones’ was playing on a cell phone, and the volume was just right – not loud enough to bother anyone, just loud enough to supply good vibes to anyone around who might need them. ‘I’m here,’ the music irrevocably affirmed – any music, always – and the weight of another cell – a stolen iPhone – in our hero’s pocket only served to second that enthusiasm.