I really enjoyed this. An intriguing story of a successful political cartoonist who questions his place in society & the value of his work (like in At Dusk by Hwang Sok-Yong). I love the strength of Vazquéz‘s writing, & the characters come to life: Magdalena‘s beguiling voice; his boss‘s bumptious formality. You sense the mist in the hills & stinging pollution of Bogotá. Are cartoonists truth-tellers or just part of the mob tearing people down?