 Charles Pearson: Professional Shape-Shifter, Occasional Philosopher, Full-Time Observer of Life’s Quirks
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About CharlesFrom the cobblestone charm of Charleston to San Francisco’s caffeinated hustle, Charles has zigzagged across the country collecting lessons, frequent flyer miles, and the occasional existential insight. His résumé reads like a choose-your-own-adventure novel—finance, tech, healthcare—each chapter proof that adaptability isn’t just a buzzword, it’s a lifestyle.
When he’s not navigating industries, he’s chasing after the arts, swapping spreadsheets for sonnets, and gym sessions for the occasional backyard epiphany. Mental and physical wellness? He treats both like sacred rituals—though he’s also been known to philosophize over a good slice of pie. These days, Charles calls the Hudson Valley home, just north of New York, where he writes, reflects, and conspires with stray Peekskill cats about the meaning of it all. His story’s still unfolding—quirky, vibrant, and refreshingly human. 
Fort Hill at the Abbey Inn in Peekskill offers a stunning view of fog rolling over the Hudson River, with Bear Mountain rising in the distance.
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