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Stories of us

We all have a story of who we are, where we've been. The most powerful way to meet someone is to hear theirs. Tell your story, or view the map to read someone else's story -- and, if you're feeling inspired, send them a personal message.
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We all grow old, it is a fact. The question of how we wish to age is what will determinate our future.


My most vivid memories come from the times I have traveled around the vast outback areas ...what affected me most was my contact with this country's First Peoples...


I grew up in rural Cape Breton in a family of 15 children. We were taught by our parents to appreciate the little things in life. I still reside on this beautiful island...


I was raised like a normal child would around here: Going to school with my friends, respecting their elders, walking around the village during the summer nights and , of course, loving our traditions. This is where it all started.


My husband Kartik and me are 52 and 53 years old and can call ourselves citizens of the World. We still don't have a place we can call home as we move where there is a call to our hearts.


... I was already working, being 29 in 1989 and around here the Communist regime was still active and strong ...Then all of a sudden the iron Curtain fell down...

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