ACCORDING TO MY FITBIT (and much to its astonishment) I walked about 15 kilometres a day while I was in Cuba. Some might find that admirable but the truth was that it wasn’t for cardio, or even to see particular sites; it was because I couldn’t get enough of watching scenes unfold around the city — mostly Havana, but also Trinidad — and from those scenes getting the chance to meet locals, discuss Cuba (or Canada, my home) in fractured Spanish, and feel engulfed by the atmosphere of Cuba. Along the many, many roads I walked, I had the honour to photograph dozens or even hundreds of faces. Here’s 16 beautiful faces (and moments) that I won’t ever forget.
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