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Cuba: a socialist hellhole

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A journey into darkness

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Cuba: a socialist hellhole

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2026-02-28 07:35:57

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Cuba: a socialist hellhole – A journey into darkness Skip to content Cuba: a socialist hellhole A journey into darkness Belly of the beast W hat’s up with you?  Show me your identification , he barked in Spanish. He was a socialist security goon, a young guy. We had just exited the Airbus A320 at Havana’s Jose Martí International Airport and were walking through the entrance hall toward the immigration booths. Why did he pick me to hassle?  That’s easy. I was not in Bermuda shorts, and my shirt was not flowered rayon. I was not part of a geriatric tour group. I sported neither sandals nor white knee socks. There was no Nikon dangling from my neck, and it appeared that I was alone because my Mexican wife was about five feet to my side in the crowd, and we’re an unlikely couple anyway, visually speaking. I showed him my Mexican passport, and he peered at it.  I don’t look like a Mexican. Where were you born? What are you doing here?  What did you do for a living?  Ho...

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