Otherworldly Charm

I grew up in a small apartment in the city in my country. Though I couldn’t find one to show I thought of my aunt Marina’s house where I would visit on occasion. It was large and misterios and had an otherworldly charm to it. Here’s a close version of that house in Havana where I spent time with someone I loved...

I grew up in a small apartment in the city in my country. Though I couldn’t find one to show I thought of my aunt Marina’s house where I would visit on occasion. It was large and misterios and had an otherworldly charm to it. Here’s a close version of that house in Havana where I spent time with someone I loved...