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Castro’s Hand



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I didn’t. I was traveling on Jesse Jackson’s campaign plane to Cuba in 1984; Castro worked the aisle. I drank his wine though (Bulgarian chardonnay). The mojitos were better.

They layed on no hookers, but then we were only press, not Hollywood stars.



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