I
was sitting on a bench with some amigos when Ramone and Brian walked
by, so it was a split second decision. I leapt up and chased after
them. Ramone was not in the slightest bit suspicious or guarded. I
asked for a shot of him on his own, but I think this one with his son
Brian works better.
No
reason to ask “Why Che?” on this occasion, it was plainly
obvious. All smiles, Che — thumbs up. “You like Cuba?” hands
raised to the cloudless sky and bright sunshine. Wonderful.
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