Jazz I lived in Madrid from 1970-1974; i was 14 when I left with my mother to join my father who had escape another dictatorship earlier of the left.
I was in cell 27 Madrid code name kinder (as in kindergarten) and our group leader was isidoro (Felipe Gonzalez). I was doing delivery of boxes, sometimes explosives, and messages to various groups. As a boy, I could pass easier.
by vista alegre, I went with some Spanish friends to see a game of basket of Real Madrid vs Estudiantes and told them see the wall at the back of the arena, they used to shot people there, I saw it.
These are the things many don't tell, and we must, because the younger generation movida style forgets very easy. And history can be repeated, the bad always is lurking, the good always has to be ready.