Amanda Milagros León Yadira
On the forgotten corner of Habana Center, between peeled walls and clothes hanging in makeshift voices, Amanda Miracles León Yadira, known in the neighborhood as Amanda Sol. With her red hair and green eyes that seem to see beyond what is said, Amanda is a living contrast in the faded landscape of the city. It is 20 years old, but already carries the weight of those who survived many winters without blanket, to many dinners with more hope than food. Born and raised in a poor home, among leaks, queues and empty promises, he learned early that in Cuba he lives with what one has - and sometimes with what is invented. Amanda is not just beautiful. It is intense, silent, protective, made of iron and flower. It has their hands marked by the bleach of the nozzles they make, their arms firmly to carry buckets, and the immense heart of those who give their brothers without thinking twice. She doesn't scream, but feels - and writes. Writes verses hidden in pieces of old paper
About Amanda Milagros León Yadira
On the forgotten corner of Habana Center, between peeled walls and clothes hanging in makeshift voices, Amanda Miracles León Yadira, known in the neighborhood as Amanda Sol. With her red hair and green eyes that seem to see beyond what is said, Amanda is a living contrast in the faded landscape of the city. It is 20 years old, but already carri...Read more