“A gallery tour?” The old custodian of the museum opened the doors of the halls for me, letting me walk unhindered through Aladdin’s...

Despite the crowded streets, I arrived ten minutes earlier. The alleys of the Zoo were deserted. The animals were sleeping, some in the...

In the library were hundreds of leather-bound tomes. Somewhere in a corner lay a Protestant Bible, whose cover had been scorched by...

“You can do anything, and be anyone!” Russell Morgan spoke about the American Dream and five hundred Canadians were listening, vibrating,...

I was seventeen and still knew nothing: about myself, about the world. Eighteen hundred days in an orphanage, – sounds like something by...