The Way We Left Cuba
In chess, it’s called zugzwang: you’re forced to move, but the only moves you can make will put you in a worse position. Welcome to the daily struggle of every face you meet in Cuba.
...moreIn chess, it’s called zugzwang: you’re forced to move, but the only moves you can make will put you in a worse position. Welcome to the daily struggle of every face you meet in Cuba.
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I was waiting for her.
I’d found the only room I could afford near the Prado in a pension that was being run as a transvestite brothel.
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Nothin wounded goes uphill… It just don’t happen.
I got stuck rereading that sentence on the plane for a long time.
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