'I fear Havana remaining silent, and without the Malecón, forever'
Havana's Malecón, towards Prado. J. E. Rodríguez Diario de Cuba Víctor Carlos Oramas gets the days of the week mixed up in Havana. He was born and raised in the barrio of El Cana, in the municipality of Cerro, "where the people's hustle and bustle, and the sound of music" once filled the days with a festive air. "I no longer know if whether it's Wednesday or Friday. With the silence, every day is like Monday; heavy, like it's in mourning. With great luck, you might hear a stereo on full blast on Saturdays or Sundays, as if people have lost the d...