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  I started Cuba with Marianao.

  Eileen, 23, my first acquaintance in the island country. We took the bus to the town she was born and raised where I was the only foreigner there, as she kept telling me. She showed me around explaining the difficulties faced by the new generation when trying to make a living. While we were roaming, people ask me to take photos of them. 


  Cuba to me was 70's cars, period. Lying on my mattress on ground after a bucket wash, my mind, restless, lingering ...

  So, this is Cuba?

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