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Tattoos in Cuba: From Stigma to Artwork

It used to be that having a mark on your skin was almost a guilty verdict. In my childhood, we had a neighbor who gave me the shivers.

Manolín was my youngest cat, and my favorite. Cowardly and very sweet, he was by my side almost all the time.

Just imagine. We travel through part of the universe hand in hand with a child (not from Earth). It’s a clear and unburdened gaze.

The power went out half an hour ago, and the neighbors on my block are saying it won’t be back until the early morning…

We Cubans are tangled up on this island. And it’s not as easy to get out of the mess as many might think from abroad.

Many people watch one day pass after another as if life lasted a thousand years, doing the same tasks, with the goal to find food for the day

How many times throughout history has a similar force, little known and unexpected, shaken the social foundations of a country?

A long time ago, a psychologist friend advised me that, in moments of powerlessness I should go to a shooting range.

Music has many forms of expression, and just as it can be expressed in different ways, there are also many ways to enjoy it.

I don’t recommend that anyone keep their dollars in a Cuban bank. And believe me, I have my reasons. Let me explain…