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Rabid in Cuba

There’s a cat that comes to sleep in my building lately. It’s white & grey with a big head. It almost always has its face covered in scratches

An old classmate from pre-university was arguing with me about the “Special Period” years. According to him, we’re much worse off now.

I wake up slowly until I manage to shake off the confusion & enter the present, like all the other times I’ve dreamt about her over the years.

The private sector & USD-equivalent prices are the future here, there’s no other choice, & it’s inevitable that many will suffer along the way

It’s the weekend when I come home and find there’s electricity , although you can never be sure. Blackouts come like a thief in the night…

For the first time in a long time, I felt endless love for my little sister, my only sister. The situation took me back 30 or 40 years ago…

It was 2018. I was looking for something about Cuba, so I turned to Saint Google and came across Havana Times.

Cuba being a migrant country is one of the negative achievements of Fidel’s 1959 Revolution, which continues to this day.

I’ve spoken about my father’s human qualities in previous articles. These included helping anyone who needed it.

With the acute gasoline crisis I checked Revolico.com to see if I could find an ad for enamel and anticorrosive paint with home delivery.