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Prague, Havana: Round Number

The ultimate dullness From the window of my room at the Pushkin Hotel, at 14 Husova Street, I...

Notes from a Hunt at the Ramp

I rush my daughter’s lunch so much that the fried chicken is underdone (I make it with...

Hamlet, Villa Marista and Me

I had imagined how our meeting would go. He would arrive in a car and I would...

Postcards from Miami (I)

I’m going to the Target on 36th to buy olives. Abstinence, electricity in the body. Reality reaches...

“Can We Still Be Revolutionaries?” Anna Veltfort interviewed by Ted A. Henken

In this exclusive interview with Ted Henken, New York graphic artist, blogger, and one-time habanera Anna Veltfort...

27N: Voices of a Protest

Scarcity is a constant category in any of the formulas that try to decipher Cuban reality. There...

Respooling the Oxygen Hoses

January 6th’s images of the storming of the Capitol are so fit to bust so many American...

Diary of a Spectator Embarrassed to Be Just That

November 16th I have left Cuba under unhappy circumstances that I do not want to relate. I will...