"Because fire chose me, necessity drove me, and hunger compelled me." About two decades ago, I saw Guadalupe for the first time. I found him to be an interesting character from the neighborhood, distinctively beautiful, with features similar to those of our ancestors and founders of Mexico City-Tenochtitlán. He was preparing a torch loaded with fuel; the spark from a lighter lit it, and it was extinguished upon contact with his mouth. I always wondered what it would be like to photograph him. Here are the portraits he allowed me to take of him after several encounters and conversations.