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I lay in bed until the storm subsided. By the time I left the room, there was no one to be found in the house. The rain didn’t cease until seven in the morning, by the time I had returned to Sin Ho.
Pablo Tovar
Mario López-Goicoechea
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Lovely story. Thanks for sharing.
London-based, Cuban writer. Author of “Cuban, Immigrant, and Londoner” https://uk.bookshop.org/a/6886/9781528994293 https://acubaninlondon.medium.com/membership
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