In this alternative map of Iquitos we walk through the architectural vestiges of the rubber era, where each node is a facade of empty holes and beautiful tiles imported by the rubber tappers who tried to replicate within our jungle a little piece of their Europe, at the cost of exploitation and murder of more than 100 Amazonian primitive communities/ethnicities. The journey through these points of the city seeks to be an exercise where, through reflection, the bodies and the present occupy that emptiness, to claim it as their own.
