I had almost no record of you. I don’t remember you. I don’t know what time you showed up, but you did it through the big door, ready to stay. To blow my…
Scars have an undoubted emotional weight. While for doctors it is often considered the end, for me, it has been the sewn beginning of indelible memories. If they could talk, each of…
Project Maria dates back to October 23, 2017, when I was told by phone, whilst working, that the result of the biopsy performed on the nodule on my right breast,…
