Tag: Mark Kurlanski

Havana, A Subtropical Delirium

Have you ever thought of a city as a person, as someone who is alive and waiting to make your acquaintance? This is a new idea for me. It came after I started reading Havana* by Mark Kurlansky. He begins by saying in the Prologue, “If I were ever to make an old-fashioned film noir…I …

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