One evening late in November I visited the church of Santa Maria del Pi (1322-1486) in the Barri Gòtic, Barcelona. The windows retreated into the gloom, the weak yellow spotlights and clusters of votive candles providing the only illumination. The comings and goings to the church were accompanied by the unreturned greetings of the beggar at the entrance porch, "...hola...hola..hola.....hola.......hola..hola..." echoed tentatively by the acoustics of the nave. Scaffolding and netting obscured any view of the rose window end, but the half dodecagon of the apse could be made out.
The chandeliers rotate imperceptibly. A locked pair of doors below the organ bear the word "Empujar" [Push], words whose inverted reflections reach the floor below.
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