¡Beautiful, Beautiful, Beautiful! ·¡Bello, bello, bello!

Night falls and the Havana Museum of the Arts closes its doors. If you pay close attention you can still hear the murmur of voices of the visitors that passed by, leaving an echo that only the paintings have heard. Among them persists the voice of a visitor who abandoned himself on a unique journey, conversing with the paintings and projecting his most profound fears.

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