I looked forward to reading Waiting for Snow in Havanna. I enjoyed the locations referred to in Havanna that I know from my visits. It is a violent boook in some ways. Think of all the ways a young privelged boy with no boundaries can be cruel to others and to animals. I could not finish it.
It was a one book, one San Diego and won a few awards. Men seemed to enjoy it more than women, particularly women who are mothers.

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