Lost in Havana

I clutched the paper in my hand like a young girl on her first solo bus trip. I had read the instructions three times already:

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Se Fue

I woke this morning to the sound of a persistent beep beep beep in my little room. Where was it coming from? What was it?

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A Sunday in Havana

Last night we watched as thousands of Cubans, mostly young, marched through the streets of Havana in “La Marcha de las Antorchas”—holding flaming torches aloft

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