As much of a shock as entering the main tower was, we had gotten used to our environment, of which many stories could be told. Often, Jesus (Bojalil), the editor in chief and his second in command Perla (Carreto) and I would ride the elevator to the vertiginous height and breath the cleanest air one can possibly in Mexico City and look down at the swarming multi-colored houses splattered across the horizon. And Jesus would tell us with all seriousness on his face the vibes he often felt when left alone in the office at nights, how he felt the presence of a shadow moving across our hallways, which he was certain being that of the wandering soul of no other than Don Manuel himself. His dream place, still struggling for life. With Playboy people breathing there, he must have taken comfort in the knowledge that at least the hallways of the second floor had cuddly little bunnies hoping and some of the most beautiful young women frolicking and filling them up with their perfume and and laughers.
This however small a ray of light, he must have seen as the beginning of what would within a few short years turning his dream into the reality. That once again the construction would begin and it would be opened as the convention and cultural centers, containing of the parking facilities, a multiplex, a revolving 45th floor luxury restaurant and a major shopping center with Sears as its principal occupier. And the complex also includes 22 floors of luxury hotel rooms. Perhaps Mexico should host another summer Olympics and have those rooms abuzz with the fervors of the world’s top athletes.
© Haresh Shah 2015
Illustration: Jordan Rutherford
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