It’s early morning – Christmas Day – in gay Havana. Sunlight splashes along the worn brick pathways of Calle Obispo as the sun struggles to rise above the faded colonial buildings of Havana Vieja (it seems to be as drowsy as I am). With each passing minute the buildings take on new life as the...
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