Behind the National Capitol, in Old Havana, this cinema—or what remains of it—always catches my eye, and I've taken a photo of it more than once as I've passed by. I suppose it's those letters on the walls and the surroundings that reveal stark contrasts that draw my attention.
Let’s take a few steps back so you can see what I mean... 😉
It’s down there at the end of this sidewalk… oh, but you can’t really see the surroundings. Let me check if I have something better.
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I keep walking backwards… that has its dangers, you know?
But let’s drop the game now… I read that this cinema has had several names and eventually adopted the one that’s the title of a documentary from many years ago, about the harsh life of charcoal workers in the Zapata Swamp—if my memory serves me right.
I have many Cuban films saved on CDs, those discs, I don’t even know where to play them anymore. I’ve had to go over to my friend Amanda Flores’s place sometimes, haha… she has an old fashion laptop with a CD drive.. I was thinking of sharing them from time to time so people can download them... speaking of which, let me see if I can find a fragment of that documentary, which is in black and white and fits well in this community.
(((( 🤓 searching...
I found it! Click on this link if you want to watch it.
Well, that day, El Mégano was screaming. I don’t know where the singers are from, but I had to peek in and take their photo. This is my entry for the #Monomad Challenge.
El Mégano hosts a few bands these days for their rehearsals. This one in particular was very loud—the kind of music I don’t tolerate much… I think that cinema still has remarkable endurance. But even so, I didn’t stay long, because with all the bass vibrations, the walls were shaking.
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bai. 😂
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