25
Oct
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Viegen.Cuba.3

A beautiful dark-skinned boy detaches himself from the throng of taxi drivers clamouring for my business at the airport exit and walks towards me. He looks a good deal friendlier than the lady sitting behind the desk at passport control. Both she and her desk remind me of the old Eastern Bloc, a feeling that’s… read more »