"Orphans" is a project that aims to tell the world of children without parents, of all the minors who for some reason have been abandoned, have lost their family or have been kicked out. There are thousands of children who still live in orphanages in 2025. This photographic work is a great journey in search of children alone in the world, with the aim of telling their stories and making a hidden universe visible. I have been to orphanages in Zambia and Argentina, in Belarus and Pakistan, where very difficult realities exist. In the orphanage in Lusaka, Zambia, "House of Happiness" for children with disabilities, founded five years ago, no journalist or photographer had ever been. A human dimension of great suffering. For two weeks I was in daily contact with these children with serious physical and mental problems due to their condition. In Argentina, in Buenos Aires, I went twice to tell the story of several orphanages, including one located in Lomas de Zamora, where more than 20 orphans live in alarming hygienic conditions. I told the story of the orphans of Belarus, blocked and locked up in a large orphanage in Beboml, eighty kilometers from Minsk. Because of the war, all the ready adoptions were blocked. Most of them have mental and physical problems that do not allow them to be completely independent. The girls were raped and the boys beaten, some of them have marks on their bodies. I have always thought that photojournalism should not only follow the news, but tell and investigate hidden realities that little is known about. A hidden, invisible humanity, that of children and adults with mental problems, tied to the bed with chains, in the Dar ul Sukoon orphanage in Karachi, Pakistan. Here there are no apparent reasons to tighten a chain or a noose around the ankle and force adults and children to remain still, so much so that a girl with mental problems urinates on the floor. Others remain paralyzed, numbed by drugs. An unknown reality that envelops a country that is strongly closed, where immigrants from Afghanistan are welcomed and where there is an army of children begging on the streets. I spent days with the orphans of Sirat ul Jannah, an orphanage that houses one hundred and twenty children without parents, I told their stories, their hidden faces, petrified, locked up in an orphanage for years, without the possibility of having a family. Many of the children without parents are hidden faces of a world that does not want to look, recognize, hear. “Orphans” is the fifth chapter of my work on lost freedom.