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Main entrance to the shoe shop Calçats Milà in Barcelona.
Inside of the Peluquería 11 barber shop.
Joan Blasco, owner of the Blasco perfume shop.
Shoe shop Calçats Milá in Barcelona.
A girl looks at the coffee beans that are exhibited in the window of the Portorriqueña shop.
Detail of Peluquería 11 barber shop in Barcelona
Francisco, worker from the churro shop Churreria Banys Nous.
Gustavo Bernabe is working in his workshop called Cerrajería Isabel Romero.
What is left of the old living room that belongs to the shop called 'Magatzems del Pilar.
Luis Sanroman attends a client in the Churreria Banys Nous.
Jaime Bellini, stands in front of the entrance of his bookshop.
David Rodes, owner of the book store Rodes.
Barbería 11 shop closed.
Some of them were shops inherited generation after generation, but “progress” slowly killed all of what ceases to be profitable. Urban changes in the historic center of the cities, the cancellation of the old rental contracts, the large retailers with long opening hours difficult to compete against, and above all, the accelerated life style, the rush that has invaded all and has washed away the good habit of doing things with ease.
Shops, where the living experiences could be shared beyond the business, a place where people could express their concerns and receive advice, because the skill within the profession was important and the dedication to each client was highly valued. These shops where each counter spoke of History and little stories, that talk about good and bad times, about lives in the neighborhood and scenes that remind us that we were people, moved by human impulses and feelings, that made of the baker a companion, the barber a friend and the butcher a counselor.
Shop owners and shop keepers who worked as a family, who explain how they had to sleep on those counters, or even on a higher flat looking through a spy-hole to see if someone entered the shop. The same people that remember with a smile how someone famous stopped and visited them, or that keep in their memory one thousand neighborhood secrets and stories. Century old shops that are disappearing, perhaps for not wanting or simply for not knowing how to adapt to the new times. Only because their owners did not want to loose the essence that made them necessary. A tradition that can no longer sustain a family and that is being swept away by progress, absorbed by the truth of what today has become just History.
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