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Walking through the streets of Uganda, one meets little girls dressed as princesses, fairies, and cinderellas. Why is that?
The colour of the soil is the colour that accompanies the smiles of children playing in Africa.
Jharia is a massive hole in the ground where many people work in the coal mining industry.
A photo-reportage dedicated to the vaccination programme against the H1N1 virus, known as 'swine fever', in Mandacaru, Brazil.
When she cannot make herself understood, Michelle's big dark eyes become even more expressive. They become her voice, the voice of someone born dumb
The Le Merveille Health Centre cares for children with genetic cognitive disorders or those that have arisen due to a late diagnosis of drepanocytosis.
This is the story of the makorelle: this is what prostitutes are called in Nosy Be. Even though the word "prostitute" does not exist on this island.
We faced' disciples' at every bus stop, bus station or filling station.
Charan took his key gently and religiously. He looked at it, weighed it between his fingers, and walked over to a box on top of a shelf.
The story of how Rwanda was able to respond to the terrible genocide of ethnic Tutsis in April 1994
We were, then as now, in the midst of an economic and financial crisis that held a large part of the Argentine population in check.
Like everything else in Africa, Time always begins and ends with one event only, and my time with them had a name
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