#santurce puerto rico

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📚 La Tienda de Rarezas y Libros Usados 💫

☕️ Les presentamos nuestro espacio en donde todo tipo de lector puede venir a explorar los estantes, descubrir su próxima lectura, encontrar un tesoro o sencillamente pasar un momento entre libros.

✨¡Date la vuelta! Estamos localizados en Santurce Pop y abrimos de Miércoles a Domingo de 12pm a 5pm.

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[tarynandre]

San Juan, Puerto Rico. July 9, 2022.

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Error: Un mundo sin filtro (…)

December 1, 2014

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Piso 25

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Exploración en Escala: Mi Interpretación del Twitter Bot de @jakeparker"

Inspirado en el Twitter Bot diseñado por el artista @jakeparker realize este robot a una escala un poco mas grande que los Beadbots algo como 4″-5″ de alto. Fue la primera vez que trate de crear algo usando referencias de otra parte y creo que quedo bastante bien. Tambien me gusto mucho como lo pinte, la verdad que aunque soy artista visual primeramente cuando se trata de pintar miniaturas aun…

[andthenlightningstrikes]

a few shots from 2022

memories from puerto rico

loved walking around viejo san juan, had the chance to do it two times

the day i made the most pictures was the second day that i went out and walked around miramar in the santurce area early in the morning and took a few shoots but then my coworker joan texted me if i wanted to go take a walk around san juan and i was kind of hesitant because i was kind of tired but he insisted and i'm so glad he did because he and his wife are really fun and chill and i had a blast with them! they showed me around and told me fun facts and showed me hystorical places and they were super nice in general

are these pictures of that day? no lol! but i wanted to tell the joan story i'm so thankful for first, i'll update with the rest of the pictures of that trip sometime in the future...

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The most aggressive reporter was Luis Enrique "Bibi" Marrero - and for good reason. He was born and raised in the Chicaro section of Santurce and he knew Vidal personally.

"How many Nationalists are in there?" he asked the National Guard lieutenant.

"Twenty or thirty."

"Are you sure?"

"Stick around and find out." The lieutenant had no reason to exaggerate, but Bibi was not convinced.

"Oye, Vidal," he yelled.

"Quien habla?"

"It's me, Bibi. How you doing in there?"

"I'm all fucked up."

"I got a radio too. It's got all this American crap."

"Do you need anything?"

"Yeah, a ticket to Cuba."

"Maybe we can arrange it. How many guys are in - "

BANGBANGBANGBANGBANG

...and Bibi ducked for cover again.

No one was going anywhere that day. Two machine gun volleys gutted the entire building. The stucco facade crumbled. The balcony fell. Almost every door and window collapsed from the .30 caliber shots. But Vidal kept popping up - in one window after another - and firing like a madman.

The gunfight continued for three hours and hundreds of shots were fired. Vidal had an enormous stash of ammunition, hidden somewhere in the barbershop, and he wasn't shy about using it. At one point two detectives tried to crawl in through a busted refrigerator, and he blasted them back with a shotgun. Then he started singing an aguinaldo, and people started cheering for him in the street.

The lieutenant resented this cheering. He ordered the two Browning M1919A4 machine guns to fire continuously. All the mirrors shattered. Glass, shrapnel and chunks of cement flew all around Vidal's head. Something sliced through his right cheekbone, and took the skin along with it. He was shot four times and lost three fingers - they flew off his left hand and landed somewhere in the blasted room.

The lieutenant yelled, "Cease fire!" and grabbed a bullhorn. "Vidal Santiago," he called out. "We don't want to hurt you."

Vidal laughed inside the shop. "Tell that to my hand, pendejo. You shot it pretty good."

"You and your friends...come out with your hands up, and no harm will come to you."

"I don't have any friends."

"What you do have, is one minute. Come out or we're coming in."

When a reporter translated this for the lieutenant, he ordered the machine guns to fire again. They strafed the cieling, vaporized the barber chairs, exploded the walls into hundreds of supersonic rocks, until a staircase collapsed and knocked Vidal unconscious.

A dozen soldiers stormed into the barbershop, but they couldn't find any Nationalists: just four walls spattered with blood and rubble covering the entire floor.

"Where'd they all go?" said a soldier, as they searched for a hidden exit or a trap door. Everyone expected 30 Nationalists to come staggering out, but the barbershop was deserted - as if they'd been fighting a ghost. Then suddenly a soldier called out.

"Holy shit! Come look at this!"

Everyone ran over and stared at Vidal, in utter disbelief. The barber was covered in blood and broken glass, apparently dead, but just to make sure, a soldier shot him in the head. Then they dragged him out by his feet.

The soldiers were embarrassed: 40 trained men - with machine guns, grenades and full military ordnance - had been battling for three hours with one barber. It was doubly mortifying because the entire island of Puerto Rico heard it live via radio. But then, as they hauled the corpse into the street, things got even worse.

The corpse opened its eyes.

The soldiers jumped and dropped Vidal on the sidewalk.

"Oh, Jesus!" yelled one.

"I thought you shot him!" shouted another.

A third ducked behind a car and started praying. The reporters ran in all directions, taking photos, grabbing their microphones, telling two million Puerto Ricans that Vidal, the little barber from Salon Boricua, was alive!

Within minutes every house, barbershop, beauty parlor, and bodega in Puerto Rico knew about the spectacular heroics of Vidal Santiago Diaz. He became an overnight sensation throughout the island, and a legendary figure in the history of Nationalist politics.

He was the barber who defied an empire, with a bullet in his brain.

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[tarynandre]

San Juan, Puerto Rico. Photographed by Jo. July, 2022.

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Error: Santurce Es Ley

May 26, 2023

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La Placita de Santurce

Enero 6 2023

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