Third World Lawlessness, Police State Security

Ron on the streets. hustlers abound, and gag. dog shit dangerous mines, watch Your steps.
where all the money comes into the country the Cubans are not allowed to go.
And they are Not allowed to go.
and i go and come. i will leave.
the police are here for my protection.
and a citizen will be arrested because i am here.
do You sleep well on Your gold flake sheets?
is Your food rationed?
are we all the same?
what are Your intentions toward my GDP?
i see You eyeing my sneakers.
they are more than You have, and i can have more.
will i bring You the sound of commercilization?
money comes first, no?

ratface

the kid and i.
this one is for the removed panties. Gin, this one is for You.
yes? does it happen?
but no pictures.
i tried and for tried.
the internet is unreliable privilage.
imperative, command. connect connect.
what time takes, it takes time.
life in a lifeboat.
in this life there are no in-flight movies.
Daria.
Darota Maria.
have patience!!
mi santa María.
this is, how You say, Flojo (something like lazy, so is my spelling).
period .
coma ,
my point !
my friend my friend!
ya sabes.

Internet is a privilage not a right

my friend. where you from?
toronto? vancouver? montreal?

and they never say Halifax.

Hello in TV Land

here´s to good ol´Cuban Tabaco.

i´m living it up on the beach and there are some shots of the view from my roof-top patio-apartment. i don´t know if i make my own luck or i´m just born this way. there´s the family that i live with. leave a little comment about how jealous You are, or something of the like, just so i know i´m doing the right thing (i must be doing something right if somebody can be jealous of me).
things are coming along famously here, at least in that my spanish understood is finally reaching a level where i don´t feel completely lost most of the time. Time is flying past way way to fast. the other day someone reminded me yesterday was Thanksgiving. i felt so cut off from everything as it used to be. i´m really looking forward to Christmas dinner. not to say anything about seeing You all again.