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It’s Saturday. We’ve been here in Antakya for a few days now, but I still haven’t gotten used to this suffocating, humid heat, this constant wind that feels like it’s coming from a freshly opened oven. It’s Saturday, and Carol, “our boss,” has come to visit us. It’s nice to know she’s here with us

When people ask me: “What do you do for a living?” the drama begins! I never know how to answer, I never know how to explain what I do and why I do it. For 15 years, I was a professional photographer, and even though my life changed completely almost two years ago (once again),

Did I tell you that I love New York?