Singapur

Lola dies in the back seat of a Ford Fiesta, stranded in a vacant lot. Years ago, she smelled of apples and cinnamon; now her hands smell of ash, and everyone calls her Singapore, like the Tom Waits song painted on the car door. Beside her, a narrator who has already made his round trip to prison tries to postpone the inevitable with the only thing he has left: memories. Singapore is the chronicle of a periphery that no longer exists and of lives that never had a future but did have a fierce loyalty to friendship, desire, and music: The Clash, El Fary, Tom Waits, Patti Smith, Los Chunguitos… A novel about the defeat of dreams and the obstinacy of memory, written in the unmistakable voice of Alfons Cervera: a voice that knows how to put into words the political history of a country.