Panic Doesn’t Help Anything
It was almost 4:30 pm, in Guantanamo when a large group of people piled into the first vehicle that arrived at our dilapidated bus stop.
Read MoreIt was almost 4:30 pm, in Guantanamo when a large group of people piled into the first vehicle that arrived at our dilapidated bus stop.
Read MoreThis TV ad must be directed at a special race of Cubans because the exact opposite happens for the majority.
Read MoreToday the virus acquired a face. The daughter of a friend in Europe. Even though she’s a young person, strong and well taken care of, it makes me nervous.
Read MoreDiana and I are long-distance friends. We’ve been sharing our dreams, happiness and woes over instant messaging for about two years now.
Read MoreThe viewer’s eye wanders in this huge gallery, where Yohy Suarez’s paintings astonish us with their grotesque overload and misdirected neglect.
Read MoreAn honest, sincere person who does their work properly so they can “supposedly” contribute to the household with their worker’s wages, risks losing…
Read MoreFear is the emotion that controls every human reaction and behavior in general. Now, talking about Coronavirus isn’t a synonym of fear, but terror.
Read MoreWhat we’re living through has no parallel. It’s not a war where we know who and where an attack is coming from. Neither is it an earthquake…
Read MoreI have expressed recent frustration at hearing Hondurans bad-mouth their nation. It does get ever so tedious.
Read MoreIt’s 4:20 p.m., Monday March 17th. I leave my new job and head towards Guantanamo city center; I need to buy some basic items before I go home.
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