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Cuba wasn’t in a very good mood, like most Cubans,he like to sleep, a lot, but what else could he do other then wake up and pack his things. He was still thinking of Canada, wondering how he was, if he was already at his house or still in the hotel. Time passed packing and thinking for Cuba. It was almost time for his flight,so he picked up the phone and dialed some numbers; he asked for a taxi and waited. After 15 minutes the taxi arrived and he left the hotel,and went to the airport.
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