Brokenhearted, Afghan refugee. Not ‘frenchy’, enough.

Today, I had my lunch at the work canteen, with my friend, Samir. We have been working at the luggage service, during 5 months, once back from my sick leave. One of the most kind-at-hearted person I have ever met. A real dude. Not only he shared his personal story with me and our colleagues, when he … Continue reading Brokenhearted, Afghan refugee. Not ‘frenchy’, enough.