The city that I loved so much is now a four-headed monster: villa Allende (west), Coatzacoalcos center (ancient Port Mexico), Coatzacoalcos commercial (east), Coatzacoalcos swamp (south). The city continues to grow even though there is no formal economy: indeed, the wealth of nations is people. People coming from everywhere. Unfortunately, sometimes bad people: every day appear corpses buried on the beach. Olmec City, city crime: it is no coincidence that the cult of Saint Death has hence their enclave.