I’m back. The sea is still here, although dying from the red tide. Deadly algae are killing the fish, the clean air, and the beach mood.
The life goes on; at scale; moving fast; with the creative attitude; over the wifi and into a fancy mailbox.
Open pools covered only with nets, high temperatures, and air conditioned cars keep most people off the side walks, unless the dog has to go.
In Tampa I quickly realised how close this city is to LA and Barcelona. It’s all about the people, arts, sports, and ice cream.
Streets, bars, and restaurants are full of generations of dreamers and doers, pondering and up-skilling in the clouds of refreshing artificial steam.
The city is growing into an architectural marvel. Mashup of styles spans across decades as I turn every corner.
Storms come and go in the city of thunders. When it rains, it rains for real.
But when it clears out…
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