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What Was My July 11, 2022 Like in Cuba

I awoke on July 11 without any expectations, it was just a regular working Monday. Before leaving, I watched a video by a university student.

We sat around her table one night, as she regaled both myself and if I recall correctly – her daughter, with an unimaginably horrific tale.

Both their suffering is a symbol of resistance and bravery, but I can’t stop but think that they are also bodies, bodies that could perish.

I miss the lines and packed-out movie theaters of yesteryear. Movie theaters were practically empty, sometimes with less than 20 people even.

My childhood was in the 1990s, when Cuba began its so-called “Special Period” crisis. However, back then many Cubans trusted in an improvement

The news has been spreading like wildfire since Saturday July 2nd. It was all very confusing in the beginning…

Dariel left his home that day. Those four walls suffocated him & the rain that had been falling for days had begun to filter through the walls…

It was 4 PM on Sunday afternoon. There had been electricity all day, which is rare during these times of non-stop blackouts.

I remember there was one in my town when I was a little girl, and they sold all kinds of things, from shoes to lipstick.

How long will you, the ones leading this country, continue to experiment with this system that DOESN’T WORK and insist on CONTINUITY…