A Dream Lost in Havana
Tuesday, May 21, 2002
The Mercedes Benz S600 sped from behind a row of palm trees planted to surround a white mansion at Avenida 125, an elite area in Havana. A handsome man with an athletic body and an Afro-Latino face, was behind the wheel. Negotiating the car onto a highway, he turned back and greeted the only passenger occupying the rear seat: Wo gehen wir, Herr Ambassador? (Where are we going, Mr. Ambassador?)
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