Ah, the Mathilde Building. It has seen births, deaths, weddings, life. Her walls have heard the throes of ecstasy, the pain of childbirth, the arguments, the young footsteps on the stairs. She has also seen the ravages of war, but this is not the story of a building, it is the story of home.
|Title||The Mathilde Building|
|Native Title||بناية ماتيلد|