The white Land Rover bounces over the rutted streets of Port-au-Prince and skirts a two-story-high pile of steaming garbage policed by spotted pigs the size of oil barrels. It passes the ruined façade of Our Lady of the Assumption Cathedral, unrepaired since a powerful earthquake rocked Haiti on January 12,…
The Caribbean sun blazes relentlessly on the tall turquoise gates of Bernard Mevs Hospital in Port-au-Prince. Women with heaping baskets of mangoes and laundry balanced on their heads plod by on the unpaved road. As men repair rusty jalopies, a merengue beat drifts languidly over the noise of nearby Toussaint…
The sun hangs low over the ocean as Anthony Segrich prepares for the last dive of the day. The boyishly handsome, 33-year-old Delray Beach tech consultant tugs at his camouflage wetsuit and shoulders his scuba tank. Somewhere in the depths below the small dive boat, a school of cobia swirls…
The Barrio Latino restaurant is bustling when a black 2010 Acura pulls up across the street. A lean young man with caramel skin, a round nose, and spiky black hair steps onto the sidewalk. It’s 8 p.m. — four hours until his 39th birthday — but Eddie Santana still looks…
Jaime Bayly’s Mega TV studio is a sparse, alien world. A pair of solitary white chairs sits on a slightly elevated stage. Two freshly poured glasses of water, sweating under the spotlights, are placed on a tiny table. The talk-show star’s last name is spelled out in giant, glowing letters…
Paul Kent looks like a madman. It’s 7:30 a.m. on a Saturday, and the world’s number-one longboarder is dressed like a cross between a crack-addled aerobics instructor and the Unabomber: shirtless, tiny red shorts, black leggings, futuristic running shoes, shaggy brown hair under a black helmet, sunglasses, and — the…
