People work out. Some walk, some run, some drink beer, some play golf. Others go to the weight room or swim. Old men like to play softball under lights at night and dancing is loved by couples who wouldn’t put on a pair of running shorts but will squeeze their body into nice clothes and dance to a big band sound from the forties. This morning fitness geeks climb stairs from the river to Calle Larga, stop at the top, look down, then carry the distributed weight  down the same steps they just ascended. I watch them pass me going up, as I  go down. For a moment, I want to join , but only for a moment. This is a three man exercise. The fourth man on the stairs has his own load to carry and his burden is more about survival than exercise.  
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