Anaïs, my sister, was born in Neuilly-sur-Seine in 1903. She was the first-born of three children. Judging by the many photographs taken of her by her father, she was a robust, happy and beautiful child. Long before he returned to Cuba, where he met and married my mother, my father was a dedicated photographer. No small wonder, then, that he photographed all three of his children in every possible way, posed or unposed, dressed and undressed, and that these photographs would be misinterpreted by Anaïs herself while under the overwhelming influence of what passes for modern psychology today or in her desperate search for arousing erotica.
KeywordsAssure Cuban Hate
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