Description
Night scenes of a distant and silent Havana. Anonymous voices tell us about places they would like to visit and come back, places they would like to know and never forget. They tell us about the transition moment in which they coexist, a state sketched in the traveler as a building facade cut by the light of the street lamps at night. Impressions of Andrea Novoa’s state of trance, a flaneur, who experiences the mental space that appears when crossing corners and streets of a foreign city, suspended in the time.