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keep reading →Yesterday, at work, things moved. Really moved. The Telegram mini app I’ve been developing for weeks — the one that had its specs changed three times, the one I rebuilt from scratch when the boss’s brother decided to redo everything — has become something else. It’s not a mini app...
keep reading →Two days ago, I played padel for the first time. A new complex that just opened near my place. Four glass walls, rackets that look like nothing I’ve ever held, and a doubles match that went to three sets. I don’t know what came over me — maybe the need...
keep reading →Today, I paid $1,400 to my lawyer. That’s the irony of debt: you have to spend money you don’t have to solve a money problem. If I don’t pay him, he doesn’t move forward. And if he doesn’t move forward, the $170,000 tax bill keeps hanging over me. So you...
keep reading →Normal people rest on Sundays. I code. This morning, I worked on the coach’s app — always improvements, always details to polish. But that’s not what kept me busy the most. Today, I finished a personal project I’ve been working on for a while: a white-label prop trading platform. For...
keep reading →My lawyer was supposed to meet with the tax authorities on Thursday. He didn’t. “Soon,” he told me. When you owe $170,000 to the government, “soon” is a word that eats you alive. At work, I spent the week improving a Telegram mini app my boss asked me to build....
keep reading →This morning, I started my day with a classic blunder. The mic wasn’t on when I launched the live stream for the person I film for his YouTube coaching channel. We had a good laugh. He loves to tease me, and I just smile and take it. That’s how it...
keep reading →Some dates burn themselves into your memory. For me, it’s September 19, 2019. That evening, one of my employees — she was working the night shift, until one in the morning — sent me a message: “My account is locked.” I told her to use another one. “That one too.”...
keep reading →Some messages change a life. Mine came through WhatsApp, on an ordinary Tuesday, sent by a former accountant I hadn’t spoken to in months. Two letters from the tax authorities. One number: $170,000. I read it three times. Then I typed the only thing that came to mind: “That’s impossible.”...
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