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Episode 244

Before the speeches and the salutes, there is a boy under the wide Venezuelan sky.

The llanos stretch endlessly—flat, dusty, alive with insects and heat. Life moves slowly here, and poverty is ordinary. Hugo Chávez is born into this landscape in 1954, raised by his grandmother, shaped by discipline, faith, and stories told at night. Tales of Simón Bolívar linger in the air, mixing with baseball dreams and the quiet feeling that something in the country is deeply unbalanced.

Venezuela is rich in oil but poor in fairness. Chávez senses it early—in worn classrooms, empty promises, and the distance between those who rule and those who wait. The army becomes his way forward, offering order and belonging. He reads, listens, and begins to imagine power used differently, not to protect the elite, but to speak for the forgotten.

This is not the sudden rise of a strongman. It is a slow gathering of belief. Long before Hugo Chávez finds his voice, Venezuela is already listening.

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Episode 243

George Mallory did not begin as a legend.

He began quietly, far from the world’s highest places.

Born into a modest English family, his early life was shaped by books, discipline, and long walks through the countryside. He was not driven by fame, but by curiosity — a pull toward effort, height, and the unknown. Climbing came slowly, learned on cold British rock faces where patience mattered more than courage.

Long before Everest entered his life, Mallory had already learned what it meant to test himself against the land. The mountain would come later — not as a goal, but as a question.

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Episode 242

Before Earl Weiss became a name spoken in whispers, he was simply a boy growing up in a city that was learning how to be hard. Chicago, at the turn of the twentieth century, was loud, crowded, and restless — a place where opportunity and danger often arrived hand in hand.

This is not a story that begins with violence, but with beginnings: with family, neighbourhoods, and the small, ordinary moments that slowly push a life in one direction rather than another. Earl Weiss did not emerge fully formed from the criminal underworld. He was shaped by it, piece by piece, long before history decided how he would be remembered.

In this short history, we step back from the headlines to trace the path that led him there — not to judge, but to understand.

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