As I was afraid, I put on the shield a photo of me at three, when I still had all the courage, even to stand up and tell a story.
I did not know, at all that, that will be on the other end of the Tunnel: an oportunity I did not have, or take, in France, to speak up, to tell stories.
In less then three years, in London, I have came a long way, that I measure, today again, as I prepare an "after dinner speech" for end of April,
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