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Kids say the darnedest things, don’t they? A conversation I had with my two-and-a-half-year-old, CEO-in-the-making daughter is still...

I sit in a coffee house’s lounge. Amidst the gentle rolling hum of the exposition and reflection around me, I notice my ear drawn to the...

“Sure!” I beamed without skipping a beat. I’d just received a carte blanche invitation to paint literally anything my heart desires upon...