Dazra Novak

Dazra Novak

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On everyone’s lips

Always slim and delicate, to the point of awaking that genuine fondness of others when one is very small. That, while there was no bullying by the others, those who were studying in higher grades, or one of them pointing that he was too much of a weakling, as coward as a girl. The day he came home with his eye terribly swollen, the mother knew that her son was in too much danger in this barrio that, obviously and confirmed, was known for being friendly and hospitable while the rules were followed. Since she was bringing him up on her own, several adults, women as well as men, offered to teach him to be a man. “Leave him to me for just a week and you’ll see how he straightens out,” the grocer said once when she had to go herself, with all the work she had, to get the groceries, because they were waiting for the boy on the corner and it wasn’t to play with dolls. He said it as if it were fixing a piece of furniture that had just been bought and that, far from making you happy, you’re sorry you got it, since it...


I do not know anything about Havana. I realize it especially when almendrones (old American cars) take another route (very long) and cost up to twenty dollars for a trip that begins at the Park of the Fraternity in the heart of the city. The landscape changes. Noises subside. Green (the land) is present by taking possession on the sides of the road, the houses now tame - down at ground level , people ride bikes , greet each other with a wave of their hands every morning and it's like they know all of each other's lives , and the other does not care too much because there is nothing to hide , sometimes no sidewalks but no matter, a rooster sings and earth clean smell that emanates as thanking the vegetation , houses made " to the possible extent " , perhaps looking for what it takes to live in peace while the horse cart passes the trash collecting and dodging potholes leaving a repair of pipes that apparently will never end . The boys jump over the holes and go play ball. In Cotorro people breathe slow, peaceful and cordially smile, every two steps people know each...