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Published: March 30th 2011
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Drenched in a tropical thunderstorm I peer through the doorway into Ernest Hemingway’s writing room, the top room in an observatory adjoining Finca Vigia his home on the outskirts of Havana.
His typewriter, a battered old black machine, still has a sheet of paper in it. Here it is that he wrote his Pulitzer winning book The Old Man and the Sea.
We are not allowed inside. The house is kept just as Hemingway lived in it. Some people are annoyed. They hadn’t read the small print saying we would only be able to view through open windows and doorways.
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