Postcards: Boats, Beaches, Bars & BRICS
The world just lost an ambassador to the simplicity of enjoying life's simple pleasures. Plus... we talk about the market events for the week ahead.
Dear Fellow Expat:
Fifteen seconds after I awoke this morning, these lyrics randomly passed through my mind.
I am umbilically connected to the temperate zone
It brought me life; it brought me love I never have outgrown
Brought me one too many nights along that Biscayne shore
And one too many mornings in the Grove drugstore.
Penned by songwriter lifestyle musi…
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