In the city centre of Cuenca, on the banks of the Júcar River, meetings take place among folk minstrels who do not clarify anything but who talk about communism, nationalism, genderism, chessism, cat-tism and Manchego-ism. The voice of the night watchman can be heard between cigarettes that have to be put out when the last cuplé begins to sound and this who’s who ends. (Colecti...