Misery Set to a Reggaeton Beat / Rebeca Monzo
The last conga just went by. The street is half-lit, dirty, with remnants of viewing platforms and dismantled stalls, all now barely but a memory. The 2012 carnival has come to an end. Nothing about the city’s atmosphere gives any indication of what has just transpired. Only those living close to Havana’s Malecón have been … Continue reading “Misery Set to a Reggaeton Beat / Rebeca Monzo”