Why I Moved to the Microcenter

If someone had told me three or four years ago that I would choose to live in the microcenter of Buenos Aires, I would have laughed. The center? The one with the marches, the noise, the garbage? Renting to get out of the pass could have been understandable. With some capital, make an investment and profit with tourists as well. But living in the microcenter by choice? However, here I am. Here we are, in fact, because my girlfriend and I have mov…