The Russians, Back in Cuba With Their MasterCards
The plane touches down in the middle of a Havana night and tourists pass through the international airport terminal where dozens of Cubans offer them taxis, rooms for rent, rum or mulatas. A young man approaches a short, dumpy visitor and, squatting close to his ear, asks, "Mister, you like...


Yoani Sanchez | Posted May 31, 2012