Sunday, 21 September 2014


a gust of northern wind on my face. el malecon inside my dreams, my memory. that's the rosi effect in my life. she helped me reconcile with my roots, confirmed on the left side of dreaming a better world. like the je ne sais quoi in eduardo ramos playing bass. certain song by silvio. if i were 10 years younger. walking home from hers often had the feeling of walking from la palma to el ciego. newcastle disappeared and it was la habana all over again. havana upon tyne

i miss her. but, somewhere, she never left. nobody ever leaves

 con diez aƱos de menos

welcome to havana upon tyne 3.0, let's fly together 

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