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Lupe Alvarez:

Milena and a wicked song for Havana

In Milena’s paintings, the city revolves. There, in that little world that the artist recreates, Havana shows it face, retouched and perverse, with the loud and discordant murmuring of incomprehensible streets, and the “look” between picturesque and terrible of the urban fauna, tingling through life. Is sweet and though Milena’s Havana. Space of…

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