Havana is falling into the sea. Make no mistake about it.The recent wave of hurricanes and the prolific lack of paint in Habana have resulted in the current situation plaguing the people of Cuba. Shit's afalling down.
Jacques informed me that the two commodities most needed in the country are bras and paint. The former caused him to applaud the embargos and the whole communist system and the cuban people's love of struggle and unity against the western capitalist dogs. The latter just inspired a big question mark over his head, as he walked the streets of La Habana, cartoonlike.
"Why ain't there no new paint on nuthin'?" he asked.
"Why is it so easy to see nipples through thin tropical shirts?"
The answer was simple: NO SHERWIN-WILLIAMS and NO PLAYTEX or VICTORIA'S SECRET.
Gray concrete revealed strip-like from the peeling paint and pokey booby-tips everywhere.
Jacques informed me he only got pics of the decrepit buildings, we will have to trust him about the bras, but I personally think he is full of crap.
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