The Story
who is Chico?
In 2019, in Barcelona, we woke up every morning to parrots singing in the trees. We fell in love. The day we landed back home, we drove nine hours round trip to bring home a little caique.
In the car, on the way home, I looked at him and called him Chico. It just came to me.
He stayed with us only two days. Our apartment wasn't the life he deserved, so we found him a family with big parrots, where I know he's loved to this day. A caique doesn't really talk — but he listens. That's this app, too: you talk, Chico takes care of the rest.