I must say, this is probably the first time I’ve been moved by a post on Crazy Glue, but when it’s from a Cuban blogger and a metaphor for what Cuban life is like, well, read for yourself.
So I will leave this post here, and go and buy my share of crazy glue, my necessary dose of that instantaneous mender. Perhaps a few drops will help me to gather the pieces of that future we’ve dropped on the floor, smashing it to smithereens all over the place.
As I’ve posted before, there’s a reason the flow of people is North.
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Windy Recycling Day 
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