Nobody Saw Anything

Marcos Colón left Los Claveles at eighteen with a suitcase from Pitusa and a one-way ticket to Florida. He promised his mother he'd come back. He promised himself he wouldn't. Twenty-six years later, he breaks both promises. Ponce, Puerto Rico. A town governed for sixteen years by a man who treats the municipality like a personal hacienda. A residencial where the basketball court is a memorial nobody built for the children the buildings consumed. A place where everybody knows everything and...