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| We crammed
Yulima, Yurdania and Ruminis into the Buick |
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| Posing in front
of the paladar. Be sure to make reservations, or you'll wait |
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| My dream car,
the 57 Chevy Bel Air, obviously belonging to a well-off Cuban |
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| Fooling around
on the roof terrace of Salón Tropical |
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| Los
Suizo-Cubanos enjoying the warm spring night |
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| The gang in the
small paladar |
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| The liquor
served with the coffee works |
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| Yurdania, her
usual smiling self |
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| Our friendly
waitress who, as it turned out, went to school with Yurdania |
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| Mexican artisan
paintings on the wall. My father happens to own a number of these |
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