It's a rainy day in the square. It's 9 a.m., and the Manacor Vegetable Market (officially, Plaza de la Constitución), very close to the center, is nearly empty. On the upper side, the Riera sisters, Bel (1974) and Joana (1975), have already set up their awning and arranged their produce. Like every Saturday since they were old enough to understand. But today isn't just any day, and it seems that both the weather and the atmosphere (customers arrive steadily, but one by one) know it's the last.

Sunday, Plaza de Sa Pobla. It's seven in the morning and Maria Serra Miquel, a 61-year-old woman from Murcia, has been up for almost two hours. With her husband, she's already set up the stall with a generous array of tomatoes, radishes, onions, leeks, chard, lettuce, eggplant, beans, melons... She's surrounded by about fifteen other pleasures. She's one of the oldest. She's secured a shady spot to spend the morning. "I," she says, "just want to retire. I've been saying it for three years, but customers keep asking me to hang on a little longer. Pleasure is very cruel, especially in summer and winter, when you have to suffer through the hot, cold, and rainy days."