After my breakfast, my cousin Marcy and her husband Walter met me back at the hotel, and we went together to Miami’s famous Calle Ocho neighborhood, which is full of all kinds of Cuban shops and restaurants. I especially noticed the beautiful murals, and the brightly-painted roosters along the way. There were also a couple of record stores in the district, and we stopped briefly at Lily’s Records, which was the larger of the two.
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