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Her name is J., J. C. She wears her hair in a bun. Her lineaments are sweet as the ones of an indigenous woman in a country of Bangladeshi. She is beautiful J. She is beautiful when she sings a traditional song for Woman’s day.

I do not remember his name, only his face. I find him in my memory back in time in the small island of Gorée. A small patch of land surrounded by the sea. Dakar on one side, the Atlantic Ocean on the other side.

The consequences of the evolutionist theory created in the Western collective imagination the idea that even for the human species the winners are the ones who better adapt themselves to the natural changes. The idea that the strongest men and women show their capacity to survive also through their body.

Do you remember K.? The fixer who suggested me the schedule for the five days I would have spent in Myanmar? Phone is off. The address is unknown. He disappeared.

Correspondents from all over the world, both professionals and free lance, when they arrive in a new country start to look for contacts. People who can link them in a short period to interesting stories to tell.