Photo Feature by Irina Pino
HAVANA TIMES – In a dwelling with arches, I spent part of my youth. The house belonged to Francisco, a boy from our group of friends. Almost every night we gathered there, after strolling through a clean, calm, and illuminated Vedado. When we could wander in the early hours of the morning, without fear and with complete confidence.
In that house with arches, we used to talk, eat, have parties, and read poems. Life had innocence and gave us back beauty.
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