When the bearded comandante of the Cuban Revolution showed up at offices of The Wall Street Journal in lower Manhattan in 1995, wearing a suit and tie, it was part of a shtick to clean up his image.
Fidel Castro was a career mooch who had lost his Soviet sugar daddy. He had legalized the use of the dollar on the island two years earlier. In New York he was saying—and wearing—whatever might bring him more hard currency.
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