JUDEA MALINCHE
"I can't imagine what the streets were like where I grew up, between 1940-1950, when the Malinche neighborhood began to be established. My grandfather Rogelio grew up there, during that time, north of the old Federal District. Thanks to him I know it was a land without law, a lost city where the black water of the Grand Canal dragged dead dogs, the current of the Rio Consulado was natural, the streets became a swamp when the rain fell, there were thugs and those who came to live stole the light from the colony 20 de November, already civilized at the time. Over the years the stigma of danger was erased and it began to distinguish itself for its popular celebration of Easter."
