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My Super-Ego and its Concerns

I can’t make excuses or victimize myself, victims never win. I’m a man, only worth the few grains of rice I’m able to contribute to the world.

This isn’t happening only in Pinar del Rio. News of such attacks, murders & robberies arrive from all over the island via alternative media.

This idol is a kind of divine hybrid here in Cuba, the result of religious syncretism that many Cubans have been practicing for centuries…

I don’t normally watch a lot of TV, except for today, it’s a Saturday night, I’m home alone and want to watch a movie.

I was just about to turn 14 when I moved to Puerta de Golpe. I saw her for the first time on a weekend. She would have been 30-something…

It’s Sunday Nov. 27th, just another day. My first thought is what will I have for breakfast? The answer couldn’t be clearer.

I told her I didn’t know how to dance, but I could have been a great singer, as I sing in tune really well and think I have a musical voice.

The truth is that after my 20s, I don’t really like my birthday. It’s a reminder that the years are inevitably falling upon my body.

What unfolded was completely unplanned for, the only risk they’d calculated was being arrested by these people or by the US Coast Guard…

The twilight hour found me under a bridge by the highway, awaiting some way to reach Pinar del Rio. As usual, the highway was nearly deserted.