Calle de Ángel de Diego Roldán

No date, trade or feat has survived to explain why Madrid set aside a street for him. The surprise lies in the neighbourhood. Ángel de Diego Roldán runs through Hispanoamérica, in Chamartín, an urban grid laid out in the mid-20th century where almost every plaque names a nation or a city on the other side of the Atlantic. Around it follow Costa Rica, Colombia, Nicaragua, Bolivia, plaza de Lima, plaza del Perú. Amid so much American map, a person’s name feels out of place. Its scarcely three hundred and seventy metres run between façades whose neighbours across the way evoke capitals and republics, while this street keeps a particular individual whose memory has not reached us.