When I look back at my childhood years, two main emotions always surface for me: joy and fear. I have beautiful, joyful memories of playing with my friends from the block in the neighborhood where we lived in Bogotá.
Read MoreOn an unusually sunny day in 1992 in Bogotá, Colombia, a city in the Andes Mountains where rain is more common than sunshine, I asked a question that triggered the beginning of the end of the life I was living. That morning, the sky was blue, and the temperature was around 70 degrees Fahrenheit—rare conditions in my birth city.
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