In a Cuban Minute

Between the daily scramble to the metro and the hurried morning coffee, New York City’s pace can be overwhelming.

 
 

It was refreshing to experience a city which, at least superficially, appeared at rest; almost frozen. Yet, behind it’s historic stoic facade, the runnings of daily life hummed with activity. Cars constantly on the move, pedestrians just like me and you idly observing from the balcony, watching everything unfold in a New York minute.

 

 

-by Freddy Melo