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The Journey from Cuba to the USA

When a friend or acquaintance mentions it, we automatically imagine they’re planning to take a trip where their initial destination is the USA

It’s like we’re living inside a western movie, where only the fastest gunslinger survives. In this case, the gun is the fattest wallet.

Over 40 years old and, like most Cubans, I didn’t know what Varadero, the tourist cays and other places were like…

A few days ago, I was talking to a friend who had gone to one of the hardest-hit areas by the last hurricane (Ian) to hit the island…

During these long days of blackouts, I decided to empty the wardrobes in the house to relieve my mother’s stress a little.

For a few years now, I’ve been observing the men in my country – fathers, some of whom I know and others who live in my town.

As I do almost every Sunday, I went out to forage for the week’s food. The Egido market was nearly empty and with sky-high prices.

Three officials from the Mayari government came to my house to hand me the response to the letter I’d sent to President Miguel Diaz-Canel.

Life in Cuba is a never-ending challenge. Just when you think you’ve reached rock bottom, you realize it could be a lot worse.

It’s still so strange to see people take to the streets without being called on by the Government for its own interests…