I spent the 2016 Christmas week in Havana, Cuba and have some stories to tell.
Most notably, getting robbed by a few Russian mobsters while trying to find a place to have sex with a beautiful local Cuban girl–she had light skin, blonde hair, and incredible curves–black girl curves, I nicknamed her “Vanilla Blackalicious”.
But that story will have to wait for another day when I can sit down in peace to write–I’ve been going hard and nonstop for the past 16 days–visiting new cities, family, friends, stripclubs, swamps, beaches, and bars–and I need to come down from the stimulation.
The story will come when my brain is calm, right now its an electric fence.
Here are some photographs I snapped while walking around broke as hell after getting robbed in Havana.
More to come soon.