THE HUMAN PULSE:

Global Photography of John Elliott

Two Paths to Cienfuegos

Two Paths to Cienfuegos

In the village of La Boca the next morning, I ate my cereal on the casa patio, in the nearby company of a large, caged parrot.  He kept flapping his wings and looking at me, and I soon inferred he wanted to share my food.  I discussed my upcoming plans with the with...
Havana Redux

Havana Redux

I was more than ready to depart Doña Mare’s casa, with its outdoor stench and cramped interior into which the smell of cigarette smoke from an adjacent room pervaded. Since my ride was not to arrive until early afternoon, I decided to walk around the town a bit ––...
The Cuban Process

The Cuban Process

I left the casa early in the morning so I could go to a nearby clinic and take a COVID-19 (PCR) test, required for boarding the plane back to the USA two days later for my return.  The morning was to be full of surprises of all sorts.  I was able to hail a taxi and...
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