Ciudad Enamorada is a moodboard that never became a place. It has colors, arches, a plaza made for dancing… and not much else. It’s not a city. It’s barely a neighborhood. Not big enough to breathe, not deep enough to care.
We haven’t touched it. Honestly? We don’t know if we will. There’s not much to grab onto yet. But maybe — maybe — if we strip it down to the bones, there’s a way to build something that feels like it belongs. Something that doesn’t just flirt with the idea of culture, but actually lives in it.
For now, Ciudad Enamorada stays in the corner. Looking pretty. Waiting to be real.