He wasn't Fred Astaire… Just a sailor from Cuba who worked as a bartender but dreamed to be a model. I said "Maybe I can help, do you want me to take some photos of you?" He said "Sure, I wish I had my hat though…". "Where is your hat?", I asked. He looked away with dreamy eyes and said: "I left my hat in Haiti/In some forgotten flat in Haiti/I couldn't tell you how I got there/I only know it was so hot there…" . I said "You better go get your hat" and left his bar dancing to the sweet Caribbean rhythm…