Barcelona has done it again

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It's a few minutes past four in the afternoon. There isn't a single cloud in Barcelona. The sun is beating down mercilessly. Thirty-one degrees, says the mobile. The asphalt gives off an invisible vapor that rises up your body and makes you sweat even if you're in the shade, which is especially sought after. The classic stuffiness, accentuated in the middle of the heatwave. And despite it all, dozens, hundreds, thousands of people are defying this July Saturday to go out into the street and wait patiently behind the metal fences. There are no shortage of caps or sunscreen. Nor beach chairs, fans, or pocket fans. It's time to wait, but it seems to be a wait that is enjoyed, especially by the old hands, those who have already guaranteed themselves a front-row spot and don't want to give it up even if they risk sunstroke.