He is a man who was a country in another country. This book is composed by voices, looks and different memories around Pakito Arriaran, a militant of the Basque Country and Salvador in weapons, where he was called «Juancito». All those people who met him, loved him and when they remember him, remind themselves as well. All together, they remember a time which is not this time and; perhaps, neither this world. The common struggles trascend to the place and time and thanks to different practices where the ideas take shape, they stamp affections. The wise man from Treveris wrote it on an occasion: And this happy Zeus; who had arrived to Euskadi safely and became addicted to salsa in Venezuela with an only leg and riding a superb white mare, obstinates himself to transmit it to his fellows each morning between waters and birds in the same safely way. Because of that, this book; where an only concience which feels any slap to another analogous person as if it was of its own, will have something to tell him.
