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Christmas and New Year’s Celebrations in Cuba

At almost 40, I still remember those family gatherings. We never had Christmas trees or gifts under them, no chocolates, or delicacies.

I realize that it’s not that I am depressed, but that my island of joy, that same island of tobacco, rum, and guaracha, is depressed, sad…

Well, the year is coming to an end, and I haven’t finished writing any of the several books that I already have quite advanced.

The children of this island remain marked by fate, in Miami or in Havana, we are incomplete beings.

This weekend, on a bus, I observed a mother with her five-year-old child. They were sitting in front of me, the little one, by the window…

Lots of people are planning a full-out party, but the truth is everything is hard, there isn’t enough food for us to plan a traditional meal.

I sign into my account on Chess.com and an announcement finally appears on the home page: 2024 Chess.com Daily Chess Championship.

My house got robbed almost two weeks ago. It was almost a robbery of oversight. But not so much oversight.

As a child, the sight of a beggar used to hurt me and I didn’t understand how people could carry on walking by, indifferent. Today…

Death never touches icons. It seems to me that it should not happen, so that they last and preserve their splendor.