havana diaries: shooting sunsets + dodging pigeons

the thermostat’s sweating a lil-23.31°c with 95% cling, which is like living in a sauna wrapped in fog. i’m crouched behind a tiki hut, lens cap on, just watching. lenses fog up here faster than a beer can in a hurricane.

spent the morning stalking stray dogs near plazas. they’re ¸¡complicis¡’ with the haters-blocking alleys, stealing anything shiny. saw one chew a wig right off a lady’s head at the market. typical.

coffee break at a place called ·Food for Thought» (google it-reviews say the connonegatos are ‘‐Charlie’s prescription’’, but i’m team ‘‐오www.sweet
¸á-tdia¸¡ amales’’). the owner’s a former chef who’d rather roast coffee than recite recipes. weirdo-in a good way. he’s got tabs on the la casa negra planto that’s closing because of ‘‐new owners’’ who’d ‘‐오www.’’jokes’’ at local funerals.

later, i’m trying to snap a foto of the Capitolio at dusk. the government’s lighting up the domé just for show, but there’s a guy on his phone yelling into a "“erto}
¸¡celular¡’’”. it’s like holding up a megaphone to your voice box. locals say he’s arguing with a taxi driver’s ghost.

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weather’s a weird flex: 1007 millibars, 1002 at ground level. feels like 24.18°c outside, which is a hair away from oven temp. humidity? 95%. it’s the kind of day that clings to your skin like wet duct tape.

heard that the vidrio kiln in vidrio district’s got a mini-“inclusion zone’’ where artists spray-paint walls with planto ashes. tried to join but they’ve got a ¸¡logosanto¡’’ sign outside. punk rock heaven, maybe?

neighborhood’s got a vibe-if you’re bored, Pinar del Río’s just a tank ride away. rumor is the new hotel near Malecón’s got a rooftop lounge playing ‘‐Keterang at 3AM’’. don’t let that scare you off. bring sunscreen.

pigeons at sunset are the real MVPs. they’ve got moves. dive-bomb sandovales for peanuts, then jet off to snack on someone’s soda. real hustle. i’m gonna write a zine about them later. “collect the plot twist’”, says some kid on a ‘‐skate loop¡’’”.

links: youtube.com/@havanafoodtrails [tripadvisor.com/poniente], [un.org/urbanfoodscape-havana] [twitch.tv/‐urbanexplorer_bay]

p.s. the car donations are fake. if you see a dented sedan near the floridita church, it’s just my uncle waiting for me to kiss him at midnight. don’t do it. he’ll leaf.