It was 1992, for sure. Luis came to see me at L’Architecture d’Aujourd’hui, in the curtain-wall building the color of champagne where the group that owned it was based, located in west Paris, beside the park taking shape by the river, on the site of old Citroën plants. I had been editor-in-chief for five years and would stay in the post for two more: Expansion was eventually sold and the journal became a shadow of what it had been. At about the same time – the summer of 1988, three years after creating AV Monographs – he had started Arquitectura Viva, which in contrast was to endure and thrive despite the general crisis of magazines...[+]