The entire island of Mallorca will end up being a large city. I first heard it about thirty years ago, and I couldn't say from whom. A spokesperson for GOB? A professor from the Department of Earth Sciences at the University? A militant from the PSM? It doesn't matter now.

“Last week, I was having lunch with my family at our country house when a pellet fell on my head,” says Maria (not her real name), a resident of Pina who prefers to remain anonymous. This is the reality for many rural residents who feel the echo of hunters' voices inside their homes and live in fear that a tragedy might occur one day. “My daughter was there. If she gets hurt, what happens?” she asks. Meanwhile, Joan (not his real name), a resident of Campos, explains that 30 years ago, neighbors “didn't hear gunshots from inside their houses” and laments that in recent years, especially during hunting season, he often wakes up at six in the morning with a start because “it sounds like there's a shooting outside the door.”

Biel Barceló has a farm with almost 300 pigs and 100 sows on the road from Vilafranca to Porreres. He sows the grain he feeds the animals himself and, to do so, spreads the manure they produce because, he says, "it reactivates the soil and is much better than fertilizer." Although he tries to spread and cover it as quickly as possible "to avoid problems" with the neighbors (he spends about an hour between one thing and another), he is aware of the smell they create. "No matter how good the escampis is, all shit smells," he admits while standing next to a pile of manure he is about to spread.