In Marc Cohn’s haunting lyrics, a man remembers his father. As he recalls his father’s car, he makes it his mission to find a similar car in a far-away island, where car culture has stood still for fifty years. He finds a dream car, but not the one he remembers in his fantasy. And, then he realizes that the past is gone and he must live for the here and now.
My story was shot on the streets of Havana, Cuba in February, 2015.
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