What is fame— a red carpet strewn with rose petals, or a broken rut packed with shattered glass? A woman in the world of men— is it a privilege or a test? She won’t tolerate anyone encroaching on her freedom and has grown used to living by her own rules. She is alone, but not lonely; talented, but not arrogant; greedy for life, and cherishes every day. She walks proudly, smiling, even when it’s heavy in her soul. Because she can’t do otherwise. After all, she is Yulia Shilova.