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Hurricane Memories

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…

I took advantage of Sunday morning to do some shopping with the money my daughter sent, and later share the purchases with my mother.

When the “leader” came, they thought he could save them, so they risked their lives for a common cause that seemed just and necessary.

For a long time, Cubans have been going through periods of great instability in all senses, both financial, the sentimental and the emotional