Cuba When I Was a Child and Some Changes
As soon as I learned to read, I started reading Comics. Those magazines that we called muñequitos here in Cuba.
Read MoreAs soon as I learned to read, I started reading Comics. Those magazines that we called muñequitos here in Cuba.
Read MoreWhat happiness, another new school year! We are not going to regret, there are countless reasons to celebrate.
Read MoreWhen I open my Facebook I find her friend request, at first, I don’t recognize her, however, I look at it until I discover that it is her.
Read MoreMy brother’s birthday is coming up and his wife wants to celebrate it as we normally do. Times are hard, but she doesn’t give up.
Read More“What kind of shitty country is this, that one even rejoices at news of a family separation?”
Read MoreMy cousins were the ultimate expression of rebellion in our bucolic environment and conservative family.
Read MoreI’m not really trying to reaffirm it. Nor do I intend to vindicate past times; nor do I denigrate the present.
Read MoreThe possibility of having an exit to the sea in the territory allowed the interrelation with all the neighboring areas.
Read MoreEvery time I fell in love with a girl and she told me: I just like you as a friend, I’d get really annoyed. I still don’t like it.
Read MoreI am at home meditating on these things while I watch the drizzle begin to fall as a prelude to what is to come.
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