The city of the adversity (original)
A city full of contrast, where the happiness and the sadness are put together...
A city where all them cultures is found, where them different nationalities and religions coexist, where them differences is respect of any way, but where it poverty mental of their inhabitants and the bad education, in them homes, them carry to the crime and to the deaths of tens of their citizens, a city that hosted to thousands of immigrants during them wars a city where the cordiality was one of their highest values, where the beauty was reflected in each of its spaces, but that with the passage of time has been lost, nothing more left few spaces that survive over time.
A time that has last very fast, that is has led virtually all it good, where not is nothing, of what in once was, of the soul of that city, surrounded of mountains, where is reflects the nature, where in that mountain that has a view beautiful of the city, where the silence is appreciates, and where have the opportunity of see it in its maximum splendor , in that place of recreation and for the practice sports, a place to rest and forget is of them problems, is it little that you is to that great city, where the chaos, dominates the life daily.
Their inhabitants people working, people that is rise before exit the Sun, in seeks of carry the bread to their homes, knowing that their wages not reach, but with desire of exit forward. A city full of people struggling, and solidarity, still are people that really want to that city, protagonist of many things good and bad, is can tell that is a city of contrasts, a city that can love it and hate it at the same time, has the capacity of cause those sensations, destroyed not both by the time, but by their inhabitants that not have known care it.
A place where the dreams of some are met, and where also the misfortunes are part of their daily lives, a city where parents worry whenever their children out into the streets, where the fear of losing them in the hands of the crime, is very common in homes, that city all on weekends the streets are filled with blood , and where the vices are part of its deterioration, this beloved city that is lost, and nobody does anything to rescue her, a city that was a favorite of many foreigners, because they were the possibility of progress, and were also enamored of its charms and its people.
Where them people seek the possibility, of out of she, since not is can live, the city model in decades past, is dominated by the anarchy, by them people unscrupulous, where is lives as if outside a jungle, where the more strong is maintains, while the more weak is trampled, where them majorities of their inhabitants left of be solidarity , where the Decade of gold, is part of the last, in end, "the city of the adversity".
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