Originally posted in 2009/09 Infanticide's Warm Havana Nights in Cuba

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...Cafe Cantante is in the basement of some famous theater in Havana. On my way to the staircase a girl grabbed my arm and told me to take her in. I said no. She said why? I told her she wasn't my type. She sulked off. I went in and decided that tonight I'm going to see a good part of the show, instead of just heading out when its first starting like I have been doing. I paid my 5 CUC cover, turned down a few chicks and found a good spot to people watch...I sat down solo and was a revolving door for no less than 12 girls. There are several types of approaches… theres the girl that approaches you, touches your shoulder and tries to talk, theres the girl that just sits herself down next to you and keeps talking until you make it painfully obvious to her that you aren’t interested, then theres the girl who scours the room looking to see whos eyefucking her and then she pounces based on her intel, and finally theres the girl that will just keep walking by seemingly letting you know shes available by throwing you glances until you eventually approach her. My favorite are the latter two, my least favorite are the first two. Anyway the only girl I was interested in out of the 40 or so girls there was a type 4 girl, she just kept letting me know she was available, and even kept her mouth shut when her friend hit on me. I decided I wouldn’t make any moves until I’ve seen some live music, and if she was taken by then, so be it.

The music started at around 1:30 AM and after hearing a few songs I stood up and started to scan the room. I noticed a new blonde girl and she kept walking over to me, hanging out for a bit, then walking away without saying a word. Finally I introduced myself to her and she said her name was Helena. We danced for 20 minutes then negotiated a rate of 80 for 2 pops and we left in separate cabs… since each cab cost 5 CUC, it would have been the same as taking one cab for 10 CUC I guess...

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