Havana, Havana, oh hellish Havana.
Stale air, dingy lighting.
Darkness constricting. Abusive setting.
Violent
undertones.
Blood red – crimson.
Calavera scars etch a claret smile.
Darkness. Grime. Grit. Crime.
Poison flashing glasses smashing.
Reggaeton beats, full of heat.
Grinding to the pulse of Latino.














