Just like many other female citizen of third world country, I was treated like convicting any shameful act.

We stayed few days together in Zagreb, discovering the city, sharing experiences and adventures...

So, after a week of sending letters in Slowly, he asked me to meet up...

Un'amicizia davvero vera, che non so se sarei in grado di incontrare di persona, anche se parliamo ogni giorno.

Op sommige dagen stond ik zelfs om 5 uur 's morgens al op om zijn brief te beantwoorden, opdat we ieder uur van de dag konden benutten en twee rondes in 24 uur konden maken.

I have made two best friends that I will never forget nor lose contact with.

They have helped me to understand about my own cultural identity – my way of thinking, my way of life. I am a third-generation Nikkei from São Paulo.

This girl two thousand kilometers away, who just wrote to me, a total stranger, here on Slowly, became such a big part of my everyday life.

In Russia it is so hard to find someone, who could understand you and you would talk freely, without any fears!

...nem ousei escrever para pessoas que moravam no Brasil, mas logo conversei com os russos, o que é bom para mim porque não vejo barreiras à amizade.

Thinking about how we probably would never meet in any other occasions, if not for Slowly, makes me wonder how did fate set this up?

I took off my mask and for the first time I ever tried to be honest.