I see you somewhere where Isabel Pantoja and John Coltrane meet.

And I like it. I don't like intellectual ghettos. Not even political sects. You can't identify with a group because you have the same desires. Otherwise I’d be at Isabel Pantoja’s concerts, like some very popular lesbians: Screaming “Isabel, I’ll give you a daughter tuya.”

You know him often (onaindia) since high school...

Oh, yeah, yeah. And I remember very transparently several days and nights living with him. He was a social school teacher. And he taught me a lot. Especially outside of school. His interpretation of reality was tinged with a dark sense of humor. He looked more like a Bratislava than a Durango.

How far did you go to become a Berber Bar favorite?

I often feel like an odaliska at the bar. Especially when I'm the only woman. You're asking me if I've done anything wrong?

No, something to confess...

I’ve mixed well with some. You know, the relationships between civilizations... And I've done some articles on it, of course.

You are working at the
Zinebi short film festival, the only event that combines Bilbao with smallness.

The only one. Because everything in Bilbao is great. However, for me the SS (San Schnabel) Film Festival is smaller than ours... baparar.

So you're talking about the importance of size...

The sizes are to match one's size, but I'll take the ball. If you are a great woman you should not confess/accept with Chiquito. And again, as a small woman, Rocco is too much for you. Am I supposed to be XL? ).

You wrote a TV review in the newspaper for seven years and became as famous as Antonia dell'Ate.

Being famous is dangerous. Ceacescu and Teresa de Caluta were/are famous for different reasons. I became famous in this mini-village. And I created a lot of enemies very easily.

Those of you who have so many friends, tell us about your enemies.

It's not very pretty, but neither am I. And if it's uglier. The enemies have never dared, but what some witnesses have told me after hearing what they've thrown away... He's shaken my spine. And I don't have a bodyguard.

Your favorite sport?

I love the question. Because you know perfectly well what podium I'm on... But for your choice, golf on TV or blood donation...

Your blood is close.

Those who donate blood and survive are far more in us than those who donate blood and remain dead. Fortunately for you.

If you are also the co-protagonist of a recently published novel, how far can you read it?

I'd tell you how far you can write, hey! If you're talking about the novel of a friend I love very much and often going back to Sarri: I'm the one over there!