Just hanging out here in the less gussied-up section of Havana. There’s more poverty here in Centro than in Old Havana (see yesterday's entry). All through this downtown neighborhood and all along the sea at the Malecón, the buildings were in various levels of disrepair (some were crumbling into the street as I passed), but they still suggested an affluent past with their stained glass, their architectural details, their wrought iron fancies.
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