Norma López Suárez’ War Stories So we’ve taken the plane back to Mexico City. As the plane descends – this time in daylight –, it makes it through this brownish-yellowish-orangey dome of smog that extends over the city. In the distance, the mountains; one of them is the Popocatepetl which supposedly has the shape of… Continue reading Mexico, 2013: Mexico City, a Metropolis of Exile