Thus Luna and I used to go out. We’ve seen the whole world. She loved it most when we roamed around Damascus districts and used to count each street and every quarter. She used to tell me that it’s only in Damascus where you can smell bread and jasmines in early mornings especially if it had rained the previous night. Sometimes she spent the outing telling me stories about wonder cities full of children each one of them is holding a chalk to draw what they long for on the wall thinking that their drawings will immediately come true.