There is a tide in the affairs of men,
Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune

Writing from Pavia, in Lombardia

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Question from my buddy Scarbie:
"Our countries' teams both suck...but no blog post yet? my mind is wandering thinking about what exploits were likely undertaken in turin..."
I shall post more details soon, but Italy has been fabulous, despite the Canadian team's abysmal choke. I have eaten a prodigious amount of food over the last week. Seriously, if all was fair, I would be a very fat person. Thank God life isn't fair.

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  • Living the dream in Istanbul, Turkey
  • I grew up in the hardscrabble streets of suburban Ottawa, Ontario, committing petty crime, insulting the elderly - basically the classic misspent youth. When I was 19, I moved to West Philly, where I put myself through the Wharton School by dealing crack and hustling. After stints in Paris and London, I eventually graduated and moved to San Francisco, where I put in eight years hard labor working for The Man. But now I pop bottles with models, deciding cracked crab or lobster - who says mobsters don't prosper?
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