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Fleeing Venezuela Before the Elections

In the long hours that remain until the Brazilian officials start attending to us at 8 AM, I talk with some of the people near me.

He was my coworker at the Botanical Garden. He had just graduated in Biology from the University of Oriente, in Santiago de Cuba.

Last week, seeking shelter from the rain, I took refuge in the front of a building on Amargura Street in Old Havana.

I’ve already mentioned in my diary posts the gatherings we friends in the neighborhood hold, on any corner.

Leading up to the presidential elections in Venezuela, many, like me, have predicted that Maduro will not recognize the people’s will.

Twenty years ago, when I was studying at the Matanzas Evangelical Theology Seminary, I got to know many theologians personally.

Venezuelans may never get a chance to see the falsified copies of the vote tally sheets if they are actually in the hands of the Supreme Court

Founded in 1962, this spectacular sports center in the Arroyo Naranjo Municipality in Havana was at the forefront of sports in the capital.

Now back in my Havana, and recovered from an exhausting trip, I can detail how difficult it was to return from Bayamo, Granma.

The fog blends with the shadows of dawn. At first, they are amorphous figures, like shadows moving in search of absent bodies.