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It’s Saturday and Cubans Know It

It’s Saturday, and Cubans refuse to give up on happiness. Since I opened my eyes, I’ve been hearing music and a commotion on the street.

The Camaguey Theater Festival was set to take place on November 14 and run through the 24th. Enthused, I bought a ticket to the city.

“Do you want to eat, or do you want to buy the jeans?” I overheard a woman ask her teenage son. What a difficult choice!

The vast majority of Brazilians I know here in the south of the country are against Lula and his Workers’ Party.

I believe that as long as we maintain a critical outlook, a value, even if minimal, to express what we think, then there is hope.

I grew up hearing from my parents that in Cuba, people don’t work. At first, I didn’t understand why they would say that, but…

One of my desires is to have access to Amazon and have a PayPal account. So that I can publish my short story books myself…

Behind us, the door we rigged up continued vibrating, as if to reaffirm that it wasn’t over yet; there was still the wait…

Now, I will tell you about an incident I had a few days ago when I was returning home from work.

I am talking about a location visible from the central highway. It has a single floor, and its façade may seem austere, only until you enter.