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Whisper... Whisper, Little Nightingale
This morning, I woke up tired. I woke up tired and tried to gather my thoughts before taking Laura to kindergarten. Just before leaving the house, we had a little tantrum, as she was deeply unhappy about the fact that, although her mother had borrowed one hundred euros from her to pay for her dance classes at short notice, the one hundred and fifty euros she returned today were apparently not quite as good. We clearly need to work a little more on this whole businesswoman con


Find the Problem Behind Every Disagreement
Good morning, my dears. Today is another heatwave day here in Colmar. Europe has seen a lot of fires these past months, and it feels like one giant fire stretching from Bordeaux all the way to Spain. Yesterday it was 36 degrees, but somehow it felt even hotter than that. Last night I sat down and looked through the global markets and the turn the economy has taken. I was trying to figure out what the lessons for you should be, and how I could guide you better. The truth is, e
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