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W<br />
hile I was in Cuba, I never stopped sweating. The aggressive Caribbean<br />
sunshine turned my skin into an open, breathing organism. Through<br />
my sweating pores I absorbed salty gales along the Malecón, where the<br />
hot pink setting sun turned hundreds of meandering pedestrians into black silhouettes against the<br />
choppy Pacific Ocean. I soaked up scalding black exhaust spurting out of electric-green<br />
Volkswagens in downtown Old Havana. And degree by degree, as the sun burned ceaselessly down<br />
through my seven-day trip, I gradually absorbed curious insights into the lives of my new Cuban<br />
friends.<br />
I was in Havana <strong>for</strong> seven days on a trip with my seven closest friends. It was our last spring<br />
break in college, and as seniors we had no reason to shy away from the considerable cost,<br />
coordination, and logistics of pulling off an international escapade together. There was only one<br />
destination in our collective dreams: Cuba. Our friend Gaby was moving to Cuba that same week to<br />
be with Laura, her long-distance Cuban girlfriend, at long last.