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A Family Day at Corintia Beach

We went on a bus rented by the community, along with other neighbors who joined in the plan, which had been spontaneously organized.

The season has arrived for a fruit so cherished by Cuban women: the mango. We eat it in every way possible—juice, sweets, smoothies, raw.

I have a lightbulb that sometimes flickers, and I still can’t bring myself to throw it out. A new one would cost 500 pesos.

A friend lent me the autobiographical book Nina Berberova, published by Circe in Spanish. The Italics Are Mine in English).

As a people, we must reclaim a sense of responsibility. Become aware of the power of our words and speak them as we believe we must…

Lately I wake up waiting for the rooster to crow at me from the window. Living on this Island is like inhabiting a version of The Flintstones.

Your personality changes in a matter of seconds. You feel joyful, almost euphoric; you want to laugh, to dance (even if you never have before)

It might sound strange, like science fiction, but the reality is that I’m only communicating with my friends through WhatsApp.

I’m wondering about the following: when faced with friends abroad who aren’t Cubans and want to see Cuba, what do I tell them?

One morning last week – I don’t remember if it was Monday or Tuesday – I found myself near the home of an old friend.