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"\n\tAdvertisement - Continue Reading Below\n\t\n\n\n\nNovember 8, 1988 my sister Bianca was born. Eight days later, she passed away. November is always a tricky time for me, and even more so for my parents. Twenty-four years have passed and mourning has transitioned into appreciation for life and how grateful we all are to have each other. Plans will be simple this Thanksgiving\u2014dinner with the family and all my loved ones. And just to reflect, here are the three things I'm thanking the universe for.My life\u2014specifically\u2026Recording music for the first time, rapping on the street with a live band for the first time, photo shoots in Colombia and the East Caribbean Islands, getting dropped by my TV agency and then booking speaking roles in Spanish and English for national TV the following week, performing in my first play, spending the winter living on Miami Beach, fishing with mi tio Pedrito and mis primos, playing lacrosse, surfing Rockaway Beach and Atlantic City, lunch dates with mi abuelas, driving with my dad in our fix-up project 1978 Mercedes Benz coupe, being able to buy my mom a flight so she can vacation, talking to mi prima Gabriella via webcam while she studies in Sevilla and allows Europe to blow her mind, my neck almost breaking everyday from checking out all the lovely girls that walk the city streets\u2026and\u2026my awesome friends and family.My home\u2026I get to live in New York City, a wonderful living organism that pumps people in and out of its streets and transit lines. Watching my apartment flood and fill with sewage infused brackish water was a humbling and invigorating experience that brought me closer to my friends and the city. At the moment it has been almost a month since I last slept in my bedroom.  Currently my apartment is a concrete slab with ripped out drywall and insulation waiting to be repaired.  And that is totally fine, mainly because of\u2026My Friends\u2026My roommate Bryan is the ish!! He is a beast at his job and a great human being, just like with his parents. Since the storm I have been living with them on them Upper East Side. They have a beautiful home and have taken me in without missing a beat. There is not a millisecond that they make me feel uncomfortable in their presence. It is uncertain when my apartment will be repaired and ready for living. What is certain is that there is an amazing family that is willing to open their home to me.  And although we are not blood, they surely make me feel that way. Que todos tengan un feliz dia de acci&amp;amp;ocute;n de gracias con sus familias y amigos,Felicidades,Eduardo"^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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