Join the Morenuska community and live a second youth in your maturity, wise and at peace, with the same enthusiasm as when you were 30. One day during carnival I got lost in the street and asked a “zebra” for directions. The “zebra”, a girl of about 15 years old dressed as this animal, seeing that I did not understand her instructions, decided to accompany me for part of the journey. Meanwhile, her mother called her, surprised, because she was late. And the girl, who I had liked so much, answered: “I am accompanying a lady to her house.” What? Lady? I looked both ways. We were both alone. The “zebra” was only accompanying me. Therefore, I was the “lady.” How horrible! That’s where it all began. Five years ago. When I was 43.