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“Nostalgia - the nostalgia for our roots - is a healthy feeling, since people with no roots are lost, and a person with no roots is sick. Roots give us the strength to move forward, to bear fruit, to blossom”

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Book:Hope: The Autobiography
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Hope: The Autobiography

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Pope Francis, born Jorge Mario Bergoglio on December 17, 1936 in Buenos Aires, Argentina, is the 266th Pope of the Catholic Church. Elected on March 13, 2013, he is the first pope from the Americas, the Southern Hemisphere, and the Jesuit order. Known for his humility, focus on the poor, and social justice, he advocates for church reform, environmental protection, and interfaith dialogue. His papacy addresses global issues like the COVID-19 pandemic and migration crises. more

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