The arrival to Cuba with a sky full of stars.

“And while I was on my way, I look over the window and the land was going fast under the starry night. A sky with dry scattered thunders that flood everything. A mantle full of smiling lights welcoming us, a simple place, without many things but wealthy. With problems but with beautiful stars visible to all. This sky that I long for in dreams.”

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