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The Recycled Pirate

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Andy Kirchner

Curaçao. Almost a decade on island time.

October 30th, it was nine years (9, that's almost 10, right?) Nine years since I left the cold Dutch winters behind. And I promise you, I haven't missed them since. Spring was my favorite time of the year, autumn the second... Continue Reading →

#Superando – Joining the team

"Levi, Levi, you don't know me but I need to thank you. I want to shake your hand. You inspired me, bro. During my rehabilitation your music motivated me to take responsibility. To accept change. You rock dude!" His eyes looked... Continue Reading →

Antwoord

Zenuwen splijten, mensen zeuren of begrijpen. Wat niet weet, wat niet deert. Hoor je ze zeggen. En, wat men wel weet, is in gedachte vaak verkeerd. Alles lijkt zo makkelijk te vergaan, in dezelfde gedachte, maar niet in het bestaan.... Continue Reading →

The whispers of a nutcase

Have you heard the words every time she comes by the whispers of a nutcase with a heart full of nothing and a nothing full of heart Like an occupation I long for the magic letting the words divide leave... Continue Reading →

The JCI IOBA competition (The after)

WE WON! WE WON! I'm still not realizing this. Maybe I should say it again... WE WON! So many emotions. So many thoughts. So many thank you, well wishes, what's next and other overwhelming responses. Yet I'm surprisingly calm. Yes,... Continue Reading →

The JCI IOBA competition (The before)

Tonight is the award ceremony of JCI IOBA (Aspiring) Creative Young Entrepreneur Award. Two competitions, one venue. Sponsored by Banco di Caribe. The "aspiring" one (in which I take part with 2ndLifeCuracao) for the future entrepreneurs and the main event for... Continue Reading →

I AM LOVE

"I'm gonna make a change For once in my life It's gonna feel real good Gonna make a difference Gonna make it right" And here I stand repeating those words... When you reach out, the right people will reach back... Continue Reading →

My name is Andrew Greg Mitchell Clemence Kirchner... (Yes I know, apparently my mother already knew I was trouble when I was born.) My friends call me Andy, my family Andrew and my mother "dolo'i kabes" (Papiamentu for headache). I was... Continue Reading →

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