Don’t Climb Over That Wall: a Story, a Life, a Choice

Yesterday, I had the possibility to speak with a very young woman, unmarried but with a baby and with visible violet bruises around her neck and her wrists. She was sad and the same bruises seemed to cover the light of her young eyes. She was taking care of my hair, for this reason we had plenty of time to spend together. She was deeply … Continua a leggere Don’t Climb Over That Wall: a Story, a Life, a Choice