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Burying a Father on New Year’s Eve

This isn’t a made-up story that has come from my imagination, nor is it just because I needed to write something, I’m going to tell you about a real life and sad event that happened to somebody in 1970.

Killing the Dream

“The little prince” is one of the most read books in universal literature. In Cuba, we study this book in primary school or at the beginning of junior high school. However, you don’t really begin to unravel its philosophical foundations until you reach adulthood.

Where will the Pressure Cooker Blow?

No, I don’t want to go to Cuba, I’m not going to sit down damn you, shouted the young man who was standing, holding fast onto the seat of the plane that was taking him back; this was his way of resisting the force of Mexican immigration officials.

I Stayed in the United States

In September, I crossed over the pond and came to the US as I had been invited to attend a journalism-related event. After many doubts and going over and over the topic in my mind, I finally decided to stay here, taking advantage of the wet-foot/ dry-foot policy – as it turned out, shortly before it was revoked.

Some Music and Garbage Belong in the Same Bag

I don’t have anything against music, on the contrary, ever since I was little I used to sit and listen to music on the radio, especially romantic ballads. I used to dream away while listening and that made me feel better and happy. My father was a violin player and I was very much in touch with the music scene at home.

Two Tourists and Their Perception of Cuba

While sitting in the Plaza de Armas one day waiting for my friend and Havana Times colleague, Veronica Vega, I heard a conversation between two foreigners, almost without wanting to…

Massacres during Batista’s Dictatorship

Fulgencio Batista’s dictatorship lasted from March 10, 1952 until December 31, 1958, a time period during which over 20,000 people were killed. The majority were murdered by the police or the Cuban rural guard.

Positive Changes in Regla

A few days ago, I was in Regla, my hometown across Havana Bay. Getting off the bus at Guaicanamar Park, the main park in the town, I was shocked and confused at the same time. (9 photos)

If Haruki Murakami lived in Venezuela

I’m on vacation and I’ve decided not to go away and leave home for a couple of weeks. As I don’t believe I can travel, taking into account the fact that I barely have enough money to eat, I prefer to stay by myself… with my cat, in mutual silence, sometimes listening to Craig Prues or Shinmaya Dunster.

My Neighborhood During and After the Sea Surge

Seemingly hurricane force winds lashed out yesterday afternoon in the La Puntilla neighborhood, in Miramar, Havana. The waves, several meters high, caused considerable flooding as the tide rose. The penetration of the sea covered Zero, 1st, B and C Streets. (7 photos)