“He gave me this necklace on our wedding day—it’s the only thing I have left from our life in Sudan.”

White and ginger, with a stern face, Carlo sits under a fig tree on the garden path to avoid the gentle rain. Originally from Iran, he is one of Gazi’s seventeen cats.

When his family fled Venezuela, Gustavo knew he had to bring his gloves. He told his wife that if he could find no other work, he would teach boxing in the streets of Brazil.