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The image of Ñato dressed in blue yucateca; the chair Zuche of Fidel; Alejandro ensuring that the country has not stopped; Gladys sliding through Quintín Banderas' sharp guámpara; the postponed mask law and curly hands with glittery nails made in Miami of the deputy Niovis Perez Ramirez, are fine prints left by the bread with na', on its penultimate and expensive performance in the obedient National Assembly.

As usual, since the stubborn reality demonstrated that Miguel Díaz-Canel is not qualified to preside over Cuba; Raúl Castro appeared in his role as a Chinese vase, in the left corner, surrounded by generals and doctors.

The anti-Cuban and North Korean stupidity of leaving empty the chair used by the late President Fidel Castro only reveals the helplessness of the late Castro regime, since their father died (Raúl dixit).

With Yucatecan or without Yucatecan, Cuba's ills have no remedy as long as the olive green and guayaberada caste holds power; No matter how much Alejandro tries to swear that the country has not stopped. Of course not, Minister, the combative march of the crab in a honey tank has not ended.

The Comptroller General, Gladys Bejerano, suicidally slipped a sharp mambí machete, when alluding to those Cubans who take advantage of the zero production of goods and services of the communist economy and accumulate large amounts of money; while the government does nothing to end the atrocious speculation, which hits the poorest.

To whom was he referring, to Cangrejo and direct relatives, to Lis Cuesta and her culinary guara, to Marrero's children, Alejandro, Machado Ventura and Guillermo García, to his grandson Sandro, to the widow and some children of Fidel Castro?

It would be desirable for comrade Gladys to clarify this point; above all, for his health; because if the fellow army general listens to those who warm his Eustachian tubes daily, the Comptroller may end up dead in life, in that Unforgiven west, which is Birán, S.A.

In the middle of his tirade, Bejerano must have felt Quintín Banderas' cold guámpara rubbing against his jugular and the tires squeaked, without a seat belt; clarifying that he did not speak like that to "attack us." Failed act, Gladys, which must have reminded you of that sad afternoon, when Fidel Castro cut short your aspiration to be appointed second secretary of the communist party in Havana, during the time of Jorge Lezcano, in favor of Glenda, a mulatto who took away the hiccups and He had demonstrated his revolutionary qualities in the Playa municipality.

The Social Communication Law, as its name indicates, is a totalitarian resource to silence independent journalists; but unnecessary because Ñato had already warned that here everyone censors and nothing happens. Obviously, president, and if you pass, you are greeted.

But the sensation of the Assembly was the curly hands and nails with glitter of Niovis Perez Ramirez, deputy and president of the Guantanamo Popular Council of El Salvador, who saw fit to wink at the aesthetics of Miami in the midst of so much ugliness and cheos.

Niovis, a mulatto woman with angular cheekbones, is feminine and always fights to victory and - with her - remittances and recharges to one of the most French-speaking and former coffee-growing towns in Cuba are assured.

With fuel, electricity, accommodation, meals and drinks wasted on telling lies will bring Various needs of Cubans could be met; fed up with those consecutive guava sessions without cheese and ensure the stable supply of Spark is a train to the Ministry of Planning and Economy; especially now, that Alejandro discovered the frozen vodka with which Raúl Castro still toasts Stalin, despite all his horrors.

The good news is that the Russians are returning loaded with rubles, which are exchanged at 80 for one euro and with the option of debit and credit cards that are already used in the stepmother country, North Korea, China and former Soviet socialist republics.

We will have to summon the genius Yusnier Vera and invoke the algebraic spirit of Aurelio Baldor to help Cubans count forward and backward with so many CUPs, MLCs, EUROS, DOLLARS and now RUBLES. Never before has a statesman shone brighter.

But now, that late Castroism already has a Social Communication Law, it had to avoid suddenly launching so much good news in such a short time; It is better to measure the Guayabita del Pinar and ask the MINSAP to clarify whether a timbita with cassava flour bread is beneficial or harmful to health.

We will always have Paris and that tender and flirtatious Guantanamo representative who brought, to the heart of the totalitarian lie, a sample of beauty made in Miami, where Cubans of all ages work to pay their bills and help their hostage families in Cuba, where the Pirates of the Caribbean do not stop inventing, while the enemy lurks...