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Havana Hurts

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

Well, just as I was about to fall asleep, a noise broke my trance. A cry of joy as if it were 3 p.m. during Carnival.

It’s getting dark, Ilda is sitting in her usual chair. The one she sat in to cradle each of her children and then her grandson.

The referendum was held on Sept. 25th. The controversial legal issues in it divided Cuban society a great deal more than any other issue.