Perhaps because everyone does so, I don’t like to walk through the city at night. But sometimes I have no choice and on one of those occasions, on a Saturday night, I was returning from having supper with some friends and I went by the corner of F and 23, in Havana’s Vedado district, very close to my home. On the other side of the avenue the Salon D’Luce was lit up and “El Luce,” as the son of the electrician of the town of El Rancho, in Caimito, is called, was giving a young woman a last minute haircut. I looked at my watch, it was close to eleven, and I told my wife: persons like Yoandry are what this country needs to continue going forward. I had not seen a beauty salon working until so late. I few months we didn’t know each other, but we have already shared some moments and, little by little, I have started to understand how that vision was possible. Yoandry “El Luce” began giving “machos” haircuts during military service because there was no one else to do it. Twenty or thirty a day, just like that, because “what has to be done...