“…all the days of his vain life which he spendeth as a shadow, for who can tell a man what shall be after him under the sun?” Ecclesiastes 6-12
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In 2014, a chance encounter led me to meet the members of an aging community, living in a crumblingapartment complex in the town of Cienfuegos, Cuba. Although approximately sixty years of age separated between us, we bonded almost immediately. I returned to visit them a few times per year since.
On my subsequent visits, I returned to find apartments turning empty. The tenant left the world, leaving a few personal objects behind and the void between the walls. Those walls witnessed so much: relationships and birthdays, joy and sadness. Now, they stand in their solitude. Soon, the government will lodge a new tenant in the apartment and walls will be painted again, until they too will become another layer of paint on the wall.— —