Black cats bring bad luck and my cousin was ten when she saw one and feared for her future.

As a child, they tell you that the ugly duckling grew up into a swan but his colour never left him. His beauty only drowned out the screaming comments and nowadays people kill cats as sacrifices to an altar of a God that few pronounce.

Black cats are legends of macumba and midnight spells, the city's panthers who fight with stray dogs and who have all-seeing eyes.

They are not beasts that know of peace and tranquillity.

And it was for a reason that Poe relied on them for the madness of the culprit, there is a hidden message in the way these legendary beings hunt the weak.

They are emperors reincarnated in the pains of life, they are martyrs of history dedicated to bringing omens that people associate with the plague.

Because the small-minded society still associates black with threat and danger.

Their evil has no other depth because they are beasts that feed on savages, indomitable creatures that cross without looking both ways and jump over buildings with nine lives intact.

But crossing the Nueve de Julio in the fall of '21 is a commitment of those who seek a solution to their problems, to then stop by the body of the black cat on the side of the street, abandoned as if it was the side of the route or a forgotten person buried in scandals.

The autumn leaves that did not exist seemed to want to cover another crime of humanity that wanted to quiet the only evil that black cats have is to dare to live.

Ta.