Park without time limit

Realities of a deep, unknown, unrecognizable Cuba... a Cuba that lacks daily sensible, moral, economic, existential shortages... a Cuba that cries and that every corner that constitutes it shows the truth directly in the gaze. ...a Cuba that is still, that does not move, that lacks the wheels for progress, mutilated by those who pass sentences without considering the consequences for the rest of those who populate it....a Cuba that does not know how to advance at a way, whatever...

Series: One day, One photograph

Day 7