If you had landed in Miami from Cuba aboard a 12-foot Styrofoam raft, would you then leave on the raft your lucky altar to Eleguá, the god of Santeria that opens and closes all paths to mankind?
Would you also leave behind a Cuban national ID card that would have allowed you to stay in the United States without any question whatsoever under the U.S.’ wet-foot, dry-foot policy?
Source: Miami Herald. Read full article. (link)