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EL CAFE

PLAYLIST

01 BOLICHE, Angel Vargas
02 VAYAMOS A AQUEL BAR, Argentino Ledesma
03 CAFE DE LOS ANGELITOS, Blanca Mooney
04 EL ULTIMO CAFE, Rosana Falasca
05 CAFETIN DE BUENOS AIRES, Enrique Dumas
06 CAFE LA HUMEDAD, Ruben Juarez

SYNOPSIS

Early in the twentieth century El cafe became a neighborhood institution. It was the place to meet friends who conformed to a particular category, people with whom one could talk about everyday life, about football and politics, on the events of the neighborhood or personal problems. These conversations rarely entered their respective homes as if home and coffee were completely opposite places.
For the tango, El cafe is also the site where one can learn from other more experienced men.

“Cafe in a Buenos Aires neighborhood Sunday night, paper’s sixth edition, cup, the topic, soccer and ponies.
Four guys around the table discussing whether River Plate is better than Boca Jrs.
If Leguisamo is a better jockey than Antunez or which orchestra is superior.
Anselmo shares his sorrows, Ricardo his bad luck, and Jose very sadly tells that his things are getting worse.”

El Cafe is the warm shelter of the man who is alone and waiting, smoking, staring distantly into his memory. It represents the occult science of knowledge, the quiet intelligence.
Going to a coffee always gave me an almost savage joy since I was very young, when after the theater my father would treat me to a delicious chocolate with churros. Why in the cafe? Yeah, sure, we could go anywhere, to a bar, or a self-service. But what mattered about El cafe, was the magical air, that air of magic hospitality that sometimes made me think that the elves of Buenos AiresĀ  lived there…

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