The three tipsy U.S. Navy sailormen left off swigging rum in the open-air cabaret opposite the Capitol, crossed to Havana's Central Park, and amused themselves tossing coins to scrambling urchins. It occurred to one that he could probably climb to the top of the soft, statue in the park; he completed the feat amidst cheers from the youngsters and park idlers. Blearily, he plunked his white hat on the hatless marble head of Jose Marti, the No. 1 hero of Cuba's war for independence. Down below, his drunken shipmates casually relieved themselves among the flowerpots and hedges.
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