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Once upon a Christmas, there lived a wealthy expat on the Pacific coast of Costa Rica. He owned a stunning…
First, a disclaimer: this is not meant to offend anyone. If you read this and feel your blood pressure rising,…
Every time I read about mass deportations in the USA or Canada’s not-so-warm welcome to certain newcomers, it feels like…
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