Nothing Lasts Forever

| This is the 504th story of Our Life Logs | If joy is hidden behind a bed of thorns, then I will cut my hands to reach it. My name is Everton, I am a Brazilian, born in 1988, and raised in a city called Salvador in the state of Bahia. I should probably specify that Bahia is a state where the unemployment rate is … Continue reading Nothing Lasts Forever

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Even When the Waves Crash, the Mountain Stands

| This is the 500th story of Our Life Logs | When looking back at those days, I marvel at how far I have come. Maybe it was luck. Maybe it was desperation. Maybe I will never find out. My journey began in Nantou City, Taiwan, on June 6, 1938. Yes, that certainly was a long time ago. Back then, Nantou City was purely a rural … Continue reading Even When the Waves Crash, the Mountain Stands