Could I have thought that the name Larisa - in Greek “seagull” - would play a cruel joke on me? Fate threw me into a foreign country, where I was left alone, without help, without the slightest hope of returning home... Without hope? Well, I do not! My Teacher always said: turn your opponent's strength into his weakness, and then you will win the fight. I was thinking through an escape plan when a blond guy came into the shop where I was being held captive. He looked carefully at my burqa-covered face, as if he realized that I was in trouble. This became the starting point of my new life...