When I was a child and entered the Primary School - there was a green park close to our school. One day I decided to swap the school and went to the Theatre of Crooked Mirrors in the park alone. The park was empty, and the only person in the theatre was its owner - an old Armenian guy with Doberman Pincher dog Zorro. We became friends and I often took Zorro for a walk. I didn't know that the Theatre owner was a true wizard and the crooked mirrors will play an interesting role in my life: I could look in one of them whenever I wanted and see the world by eyes of another person.