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A fisherman's son who crossed an ocean and came home. The sea gave me everything.
Two teenagers, one dodgy knee, and a habit of signing up for things I can't run yet.
New dad, product guy, sea-swimmer — running on sunshine and no sleep.
Freshly graduated, freshly adopted a very large dog. We're learning Ljubljana one walk at a time.
Cricket in the gully, chemistry past midnight — a mother keeping my son Arjun's Mumbai boyhood.
Just married, newly an aunt, forever with soil under my nails. Naples on every plate.
Turned my mother's loom into a workshop that now employs thirty women.
From a Hong Kong rooftop to a San Francisco shop counter — and in old age, the brush found me.
New title at work, new house in the suburbs, same old bicycle.
Left Chicago with two bags and a hard drive of beats. Berlin made me earn it.
I collect cities, strangers' stories, and recipes I wasn't supposed to learn.
Wife, brand-new mum, terrible sleeper — painting our first front door a very bold green.
Newlywed, newly promoted, and outnumbered by one ridiculous three-legged dog.
Our tiny Florentine arrived and rearranged everything. Saving baby Sofia's firsts, flour-dusted and all.
Trained in a Lyon kitchen, then chased flavour across Asia. If it's fermented, fried, or on a stick, I've probably eaten it.
Somewhere between the nappies and the dulce de leche, I'm keeping every small moment of my son Mateo's first years.
She builds apps and paints koi and swears they're the same thing. Keeping my daughter Mei's making years.
Happiest boy in the biggest puddle. Keeping my son Noah's muddy, wind-bitten Norwegian childhood.
Always in motion — capoeira, samba, a Saturday job. Keeping my daughter Isabella's São Paulo rhythm.
Seamstress, gardener, keeper of recipes nobody wrote down. Budapest winters made me stubborn.
Trains, dinosaurs, and a four-year-old expert on both — keeping my son Yuki's world before he outgrows it.
An architect who finally learned piano at fifty. It's never too late for the good things.
My daughter Amara came out dancing and never stopped. A father, saving the music before it fades.