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Doing What the Heart Dictates

I had a horrible headache. I’ve always suffered from them, but of course now they’re more extreme.

I had just set up my bookstand on the sidewalk when some inspectors came around and told me I couldn’t be there.

One could say a churrasco (barbecue) tops the priority list for many Brazilians. Those who can afford it have one almost every weekend.

In a dysfunctional environment that cultivates paranoia, anyone can seem like an accomplice of the enemy.

I’ve noticed this growing trend at the supermarket where I work and at stores, car washes, or barbecue stands.

Sometimes you feel like crying, you hold it in, and no one notices your feeling of helplessness. Other times, you can’t hide it.

Ever since my daughter started attending the Vocational boarding school, my money seems to have magical powers…

One of the most traumatic memories from my life in Cuba is of those so-called “voluntary” workdays that weren’t really voluntary at all…

Lately, I think a lot about quantities. A bit of rice falls on the floor and I wonder: if I gather it up, could it fill a bird’s stomach?

You can’t remain outside what young people are doing, even though it’s true they flee the company of adults and trust more to their peers.