Sometime in August 2019, I made my way through London streets dragging two large suitcases. I miscalculated many things, it was late, and a man stopped me. He said “Miss, are you ok? Do you need any help?”. I thanked him and refused politely. Just as he left, I caught a glimpse of my reflection … Continue reading Blerta Kambo
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