At least 174,000 people have died due to violent incidents since President Felipe Calderón declared the war on drugs in 2006.
Veracruz has been one of the states in southern Mexico that has lived this war closely due to a rebound in the homicide rate of 15.5 per 100,000 inhabitants in 2016, an increase of 158% in the period of 2010-2016. The figures of the National Registry of Missing Persons locate Veracruz as the number two in disappearances with 202 inscriptions by the end of 2016, only after Guerrero.
From 2011 to 2016 the percentage of the population considered insecure went from 64% to 85.1% according to the National Survey of Victimization and Perception in Public Security of Mexico. With these figures, night becomes a territory of danger, a clandestine space where the most terrible violent acts occur.
At the same time, the circulation of anonymous messages in social networks inviting a curfew that institutionally does not exist. This is how the streets become a sordid territory, because of the violence that Veracruz has been living for the last 10 years.
This work is a resistance to the documentation of the streets that have been taken away by fear. From 22:45 pm to 4:00 am I make the journey, I find signs, I find clues. Questions. Where is the terror? Where is the control? What is fear? What is happening?